“I’m sorry. He’s not usually like this.” Wolf’s voice was the same as always. Apologetic. Soothing too, as he took off the handcuffs. “But I think… I think a lot is happening and he’s not sure how exactly to handle everything, you know?”
I rubbed my wrists, ignoring the ache in my shoulders. “I don’t know why you’re apologizing. You’re not the one that left me flopping on the floor like a fish out of water for hours.”
“It was ten minutes—” I glared at him. He backtracked and nodded. “I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have been left alone for hours.”
“Exactly.” At the beginning, I wasn’t angry. I was pissed a little bit that he kept acting like a princess that wanted to be hunted and chased down.
But he hadn’t returned.
He’d left me there with my thoughts. Alone. In that cabin. Like I was som
