Lance
I pull up in front of Charlie’s house at 9:00 p.m. I’m itchy and edgy. I feel like I need to shift and run off the excess energy, but I just did that. Literally. I ran all evening, then showered and changed to come here.
I’m still wincing over seeing Charlie fall on her face today. I’m the biggest asshole. I didn’t mean to scare her, but of course I did. My wolf is huge, and she felt threatened. The reminder that she’s human—fragile and breakable and completely in the dark about my kind—hit me hard.
It had me questioning whether I was wrong about her being my mate. I mean, why would Fate choose a human for me? I’m not alpha of my pack, but I could be. I’d certainly be at the head of any pack. Pairing an alpha male with a human doesn’t make sense. Not when our species is already dw
