Chapter Forty
After breakfast, I got into my car. Pulling the car out of the garage, I took a deep breath as I navigated the SUV onto the road. A stack of cardboard boxes sat in the backseat. Clenching the steering wheel, I tried hard not to pick at the seams on the leather cover.
Marcus didn’t like when I did that, a part of me wanted to do it in the hopes that he would come home and see it. Then punish me so I could let out all of the emotions that I was feeling. I missed my mate.
I could feel Amelia’s worry through our bond. She wasn’t good at shielding it. A small part of me was glad that I wasn’t alone. I didn’t like her feeling this way, but as the old saying goes, misery loves company.
I'd been shocked when I walked into the living room, James and the others were already hard
