Adam’s POV
Adam growled the entire way back to the packhouse after the school day was finally over. He had wanted to leave early and go to find Lucy but had obligations to fulfil at the careers fair. Kyle kept trying to reassure him that she would’ve likely appreciated some time apart after running away from him, but each time Adam was reminded of that moment, his black eyes turned on his Beta, ready to snap his head off.
Adam once again remembered the moment. The slap hardly hurt, but the stabbing pain in his chest made him freeze on the spot and still continued to ache. His mate had rejected him, not officially, but enough for his wolf to howl in misery. It was all Adam could do to soothe his wolf and himself that, if he was right, Lucy didn’t know she was a werewolf. Imagining the
