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Chapter 20: The Fever

作者: Margaret Savoy
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-31 00:42:54

“Dude, Esme’s not in class. Something’s wrong, she wouldn’t miss.” Gunnar’s anxiety sparked mine. Thankfully, I had just gotten back to town. The job was not far over the border in Ohio. Three days away seemed like forever.

“Right, I’ll check in at the apartment.” When I dialed Harris’s number, the phone went to voicemail. Fuck. If I had marked her, I would have already been able to understand the state she was in. Not knowing was driving me crazy.

It was less than five miles from the clubhouse to Diablerie —five miles of scenic, slow roads that I usually relished. Now, I was cursing the winding turns, slowing my progress. I pushed my Dune around the bends and opened her up on any straightaway, but I seemed suspended in time. Harris’s phone was still going to voicemail.

My wolf was unsettled, which made me more anxious. He genuinely loved her. Fated mate or not, he would have pushed me to be with Esme. She was amazing—kind and caring to everyone and a hard worker. The motorcycle skidd
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