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Alpha Asher growls, but I ignore him.

I hope he makes her life hell.

Chapter Fifty

BLAIR

Iheave into the toilet bowl and groan when Calix strokes my back.

“Are you alright?” he asks gruffly, but he knows I’m not. Not physically, and now, not mentally.

“Why did you spring that on me?” I demand, flushing the toilet before rising to my feet. “About Azra.” I shoot him an accusing glare, but he just shrugs.

Like it’s nothing.

“Because she’s his mate.”

“He’s going to be so fucking bad for her.”

Calix gazes at me. “But she’s his mate; how can he be?”

I tug my hair into a bun and scowl. “She can’t stand him. She cursed her best friend, Calix.”

“But you agreed,” Calix reminds me. “You had to have a good reason.”

“I do.”

I go to walk past him, but he pulls me close. His scent permeates my senses, and I groan. He has such an effect on me, even when I’m mad at him. I shoot him a glare. “I’m supposed tobe running this pack by your side. You should tell me things like that, especially when it involves my best friend.”

Calix sighs and scrubs his face. “I know. I’m sorry, but it just made sense to me.”

Another shrug.

“This must be a wolf thing,” I mutter, pulling away from him. “Or a man thing.”

“What must?” Calix frowns, following me into the kitchen.

“Your reaction. Your nonchalance. Like it doesn’t matter that we just sent Azra to live with her enemy.”

Calix scoffs, leaning on the back of a chair so his muscles tighten. The bastard knows what he’s doing, but I refuse to be distracted. “You’re being dramatic. He isn’t her enemy.”

I pull a mug from the cupboard and throw a tea bag in, wishing it was coffee. I watch the kettle boil as I think about what Azra said to me through the mind-link.

Don’t make me be with him. I can resist the mating bond.

But then the way Alpha Asher had looked at me—so broken inside. So in need of someone to love him, to help mend him.

Surely his mate will be able to do that?

So, I’d gone against my best friend.

And she’d cursed me and my children.

What a fucking great thing to say to your pregnant best friend. Not that she knew I was pregnant—I doubt she would’ve said it if she had known, but then again… she was so angry with me.

I make my tea and blow on it before taking a sip.

Have I done the wrong thing? Should I have defied Calix?