*Braden*I head outside. The air is crisp, and the sky above is clear, the kind of night I love. But my head really is a mess, though it did seem to clear a bit once Daphne’s scent faded. I’m not usually one to react to a woman like that. I like to have fun, of course, but I never go ga-ga over someone. What the hell is a ga-ga? I must still be in a bit of a fog. “Braden?” Andrew asks from behind me. “Damn, I forgot you were in there.” I rub my temples. “You forgot your Beta.” It’s a statement, not a question. “Are you feeling okay? It’s not like you were even drinking.”I look at him, and he seems to read something in my eyes, which he’s annoyingly very good at doing. “That woman.” It’s another statement. “What was she, your mate or something?”I shake my head. “No, she couldn’t be. I mean, I caught her scent, felt her pull, but there was something stopping that, like it was only half there.”“Well, I didn’t get a good look at her, but she may not have her wolf yet,” he says.
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