“Let me finish,” I say, exhaling in frustration. “I can handle myself, Sebastian, this is what always


    happens. Just let me exin.”


    He’s frowning deeply and 1 really don’t want to be harsh, but I am going to have to say this.


    “I can take care of myself, Sebastian. For several years, I was alone. I don’t need you to be


    overprotective of me all the time, ok?” My tone is as gentle as possible yet firm enough to get the


    message across. I need him to understand because [ know how he reacts.


    He frowns but does not reply, and I sigh.


    “We always hit this… this point, where you get mad and…”


    Don’t give up Zaia… one of us has to be patient.


    “I’m not mad. I’m simply wondering why you would be out there alone when you damn well know that


    it’s dangerous.”


    “I wanted to go for a run, something you have done countless times, but because you’re a man, it’s ok


    right?”


    He shakes his head, “Ok, I get it, you’re an Alpha, so I shouldn’t worry,” he replies coldly and ces his


    empty ss down and I sigh.


    you


    but “No. worry. You are allowed to worry. I mean, I worry about you, wouldn’t stop risking your life just


    because it worries me. I just mean, why the double standards?“.


    “Can we just agree to disagree on this? I will always worry about you, regardless of whether you’re


    capable of handling yourself or not.”


    He’s trying. I can tell that as much as he’s frowning, he’s controlling his temper.


    “I can settle for that,” I say, cing my hand on his knee which is slightly raised. “Thank you for


    understanding.”


    “Doesn’t mean I will ever like it. You’re mine, and nothing will ever happen to you.”


    “It won’t,” I say softly, caressing his thigh for a moment.


    “So, what happened?” he asks, his eyes serious.


    “Well, I have a meeting with them tomorrow. They aren’t feral. Clearly just more


    in touch with their wolves than the majority of us. They knew about you and consider most of us


    pathetic excuses of wolves.”


    He’s frowning deeply as if pondering over something.


    “A meeting? Did you consider the possibility it could be a trap? They think most werewolves are below


    them?”


    “How? What will they get out of that? I want them on my side, Sebastian.” I reply firmly.


    “Have you ever considered that perhaps they are already part of the Sable? Trust no one Zaia.”


    His words send a shiver down my spine, but I don’t want to believe that…


    “Well, I want to give this a chance and see if I can get them on my side.”


    “Your side…” There’s an odd emotion in his eyes.


    Our eyes meet and the chilling reminder of our destinies returns to the forefront of my mind, and I look


    down.


    “Our side.” I correct myself.


    He doesn’t respond, but why do I feel like he knows something?


    “Our side.” He repeats, ncing over at his empty ss.


    “Here,” I say, offering him mine.


    He takes it, downing it in one go before cing it on the floor beside the tub. Got to love his big arms.


    I get up, crawling over to him until I’m kneeling between his legs and look up at him.


    There are emotions in his eyes that I can’t read as he stares off to the side.


    “Hey…”


    “So, how did you figure it out?” he asks, now turning his brilliant blue eyes back


    on me.


    “Figure what out?”


    “You’re a smart woman, Zaia. Surely you know what I mean.”


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    He touches the back of his neck, and I shake my head.


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    “It just kind of made sense… and something your dad said only reinforced that theory, but it doesn’t


    mean anything. It’s clear they want us apart. From the beginning, they have done nothing but try to split


    us apart. There’s a reason we’re better together.”