Ch. 7 Guilt

Dillon’s POV

I’d been sitting in my office for the last hour, staring at the patrol schedule, intending to update it through the end of the month. But I hadn’t managed to make a single entry. The only thing my mind seemed capable of focusing on was Zoe. Not that my wolf was helping me with that at all.

“Let’s go talk to her.” He urged on repeat. “Explain to her we don’t want that anymore. We only want her!”

He was referencing the threesome Derek and I had with Blair once upon a time. It happened over a year ago and admittedly, I’d been stupid drunk at the time. I really didn’t even remember most of it and it definitely wouldn’t be happening again. It was a part of my past I wished Zoe had never learned about.

“Sorry, buddy. That’s not gonna happen.” I told him, much to his dismay. “After the way she looked at me that night, I’m pretty sure she doesn’t want to revisit that topic.”

Or any other topic that involves me, I thought to myself.

“Then let me out!” I insisted. “Cinna li