“Speaking of coffee,” Noah says before pressing his lips to my temple, “how about we go grab a cup right now? I ruined our last date, so I owe you at least that much.”
The spot his lips touched feels uncomfortable. My wolf is deeply unhappy about the physical contact, but I hide it well.
“Sure.” Anything to keep me away from the apartment with Alex in it. In truth, though, I would prefer to be alone. I still have to figure out who that mystery fighter was from last night. She was a female, and I’m sure she was a shifter. She not only matched me blow for blow, but she was also faster than me—and quite vicious. I couldn’t keep up with her.
As Noah and I walk along the pathway in the forest, I see movement in my peripheral vision. My head instantly turns, and for a moment, I see a familiar
