Ch. 18 She's Right

Dillon’s POV

I sat in my office, throwing back another tumbler full of whiskey as I savored memories from the morning’s training session. She’d been there! I’d felt her the second I stepped out onto the field. Dorian had yipped in my head, racing in circles in his excitement to finally see his mate after days of missing her. I had scanned the crowd and immediately located Zayne but she wasn’t with him. Where was she, I wondered as I continued my search.

Finally, my eyes landed on her. She was hiding in the back, probably avoiding me, but I wasn’t going to let her get away with that. Not when she was right in front of me, within my reach. Nice try my little love.

She’d ignored me for a whole week and it had taken every ounce of restraint I possessed not to kick her damn door in and tie her to a chair, or better yet, the bed, until she heard me out. Instead, I’d sat outside her suite like the loyal fuckin’ puppy dog I was, hoping she would take pity on me and let me in. I knew it