Chapter Seven

The silence of his wolf only lasted until morning. Unfortunately, he’d take the silence anyday. ‘Mate. Mate knows. Mate upset. Don’t want anyone but mate.’ It was a constant monologue. 

Con.stant.

‘Go to mate. See mate. Smell mate. I can smell mate. Want mate.’

Chris pressed his palms into his eyes. He had to admit the night before in that alleyway had been an awakening. He’d never believe it would feel that good. Never believed it would happen outside of a mateship. And certainly