LilaHe wasn't home yet. And it was killing me. I stared at the clock for the tenth time this evening. Two weeks. Fourteen days. Three hundred and thirty six hours since Brandon had walked out of our shared cabin without a word.And now, here he was. Stumbling through the front door reeking of whiskey, smoke, and something bitterly unfamiliar, her perfume. Ashley’s perfume.Ofcourse he had been with Ashley, at first I had thought the rumors were just that, rumors. He was eventually going to announce me to the pack as his mate. I was still waiting. He barely managed to shut the front dojor behind him, his boot catching on the frame as he cursed and kicked it shut. My heart thundered in my chest. My hands trembled around the cup of tea I hadn’t touched. Every part of me ached, swollen and sore, but it was nothing compared to the pressure building in my chest.“Where the hell have you been?” I asked, my voice hoarse, barely above a whisper.Brandon froze. His eyes, bloodshot and rimmed
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