Mafia Alpha's Wolfless Mate
I end the call and sit on the bed.
The room is nice. It would have been nicer if Mom were aware that Alek is my mate, and he marks me. I haven’t told her that I have a wolf now. She would have been so happy for me. I know she’d been waiting for that moment when I shifted for the first time.
I grab the backpack and take out my clothes, only to see cash with at least ten one-hundred-dollar bills, a credit card, and a note.
I read it out loud, “Use me, or my owner will come to bring you home sooner. Jeez. Thanks for pampering me.” I chuckle. There’s also a number.