CHAPTER NINETEEN
Evan’s POV
For the past week, something had been wrong with me.
Terribly wrong.
No matter what I did, my mind kept circling back to Anna.
Her scent.
Her voice.
The way fear flashed in her eyes before she tried hiding it behind attitude.
It was becoming irritating.
Dangerous.
I leaned back against the leather seat of my car, staring blankly out the tinted window while the pack meeting dragged on inside my head long after it ended.
I couldn’t explain why I went to her house that night.
Couldn’t explain why my chest tightened when I saw her in that black dress.
Couldn’t explain why I wrote that stupid text afterward and reread it three times like some obsessed i***t.
I didn’t do feelings.
Never had.
Love was pathetic. Weak. A distraction.
And mates?
Even wor
