Chapter Seven
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Chapter Seven
Meadow
“Are you or are you not the fated mate of Alpha Garrett Blackwood?”
I stare at him for a moment before I burst out laughing.
The grumpy man can’t hide the look of shock that comes over his face, but he quickly covers it up with another scowl.
“Do you find this amusing?” he snaps, taking a step towards me and leaning forward so his face is just inches from mine.
“A little bit,” I answer honestly, refusing to back away from him. “You seriously kidnapped me because of Garbage Garrett?”
He straightens, blinking at me in confusion. I take advantage of his stunned silence to yank my quilt from his hand and retreat to the corner of my mattress and plop down, covering my bare legs with it.
“You call your mate Garbage Garrett?” he asks in disbelief.
“Not to his face!” I gasp. “I may be irritating, but I don’t have a death wish.”
He stares at me a bit longer, clearly unsure what to say next.
“If there are no further questions, I’d like to go back to being unconscious now.” I wave my hand at the two men behind him who are flat out smiling at me. “Whatever your goons stabbed into my neck has me exhausted and apparently made my wolf pass out.”
“Good,” he growls at me as he turns to leave, “I can’t have you using her to try to escape.”
Is he for real right now?
“Are you going to try to impregnate me?”
The man stops and spins around staring at me as if I’ve grown a second head.
“Impregnate you? For the love of the Goddess, no!” he practically shouts. The warriors lose their battle and both of them burst out laughing. “Why the hell would you think that?” I shrug, my eyes never leaving his dark brown ones.
“If you’re not going to try to force me to have your pups, then I already like it better here,” I state bluntly. His eyes widen but he remains silent. “Next time you come back, bring me some sweatpants or something please. And maybe some chocolate.”
I scoot myself down on the mattress and roll over with my back to him, pulling my quilt up to my chin. After a few moments of silence, I hear his footsteps retreat and the door slam shut behind him.
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Malcolm
I stomp back to my office, mind linking Evan to meet me there. I’m sitting at my desk when he strolls in, plopping down on the couch and kicking his feet up on the coffee table.
“Well?” he asks after I don’t say anything right away. “Did you question her?”
I stare at him, completely unsure what to say.
“I… I tried…?” I said, the words stupidly coming out like a question. Evan’s brows furrow in confusion.
“What do you mean you tried? She being a stubborn b***h?”
A weird one is more like it, my wolf, Havoc, tells me in annoyance. I sigh.
“She’s… not what I expected,” I finally tell him.
“How so?” Evan asks, putting his feet on the floor and leaning forward, arms on his legs.
“She… well… she looks like she’d be Blackwood’s perfect mate. The way she dresses, the way she carried herself in those pictures…” I trail off, remembering the way her eyes flashed angrily at me for taking a blanket away from her, of all things.
“But?” my Beta prompts, curious now.
“But then she opened her mouth,“ I tell him, shaking my head. “She yelled at me for taking her quilt away from her. And she called her mate Garbage Garrett and asked me if I was planning to get her knocked up. When I told her no, she said she likes it better here than at Blackwood Ridge. Oh, and she demanded I bring her sweatpants and chocolate so she can, and I quote, ‘suffer comfortably.’” I spit everything out in a rush, completely unsure what to make of her.
“Garbage Garrett!” Evan bursts out laughing. “If that’s not fitting, nothing is.”
I give him a wry smile as I nod.
“When I left she was going to take a nap,” I tell him.
“A nap?” he asks incredulously. “She’s just been abducted and she wanted a nap?”
I nod, telling him, “She didn’t even seem to care that she was locked up. No crying, no begging…. she didn’t even ask why.”
Evan stands, clapping his hands together.
“Okay. I officially need to meet this girl. Let’s go.”
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