*Sasha*
Midnight. Midnight tonight, I would have my wolf. And I would have Lucas. Or… I wouldn't.
The stubborn jackass refused to talk about being in love and ignoring the mate bond if it didn't work out for us, even into today. I'd actually had to beg him to stay in our room and sleep next to me. But we didn't make love, and that made me sad. If Lucas was going to make me let him go, I wanted to make love with him at least one last time.
Next to me, the bed was cold, which told me Lucas had gotten up and gone out a lot earlier. That wasn't surprising, though, given I'd mutinously buried myself in bed well into the afternoon.
Finally, Phoebe knocked at my door. “Sasha?"
“Come on in," I said.
Phoebe wandered in, wearing a very nice party dress that would also work well in the heat of
