Thirty-Five

Parker's P.O.V.

Twice.

I had seen her twice through the window. The first time she had just been walking by, presumably to the bathroom. The second she stopped. She opened the window and took a deep breath of the cool, humid air. I could see the relief on her face as she enjoyed the fresh air. Her hand moved out, palm up as she tried to catch the drops of rain.

For just a moment, she looked happy. Then she looked down.

She looked down and saw my wolf laying out in the rain, and the small upturn to the corner of her lips disappeared. I let out a whimper as I tried to apologize, but my beast was still too angry and upset to let me shift back without it being a fight between the two of us.

I had cost him our mate, even if it was temporary and even though it was to save her life. He had the right to be angry.

'How is she?' Hudson moved forward, the fur of his wolf drenched, letting me know that he had just gotten done running patrol.

I glanced back to the window, not wanting to take