Mated to the Alpha and His Beta

Chapter 253

Lanie

“Wait!” Quinn cried. “You can’t just run off like that! What’s wrong, Lanie? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!”

The urge to cra ck a joke rose to my lips. A ghost? More like a vampire, a witch, and a werewolf walked into a bar. I shook my head with a burst of nervous laughter that hurt

my throat.

The feeling of desperation and that something was very wrong at home was only getting worse. I could tell Quinn was worried for me. I felt like I probably looked like sh it.

“You went the color of that milk,” she said, pointing to the bottle on the table next to us. “Are you going to pass out? Take a breath. Do you need something cold to drink?”

I breathed slowly. “I’m okay. I think maybe something I ate disagreed with me. I should really just get going.

I could tell she did not believe me. “I wish you wouldn’t just run off again, I want to hear more about Stella. I miss her. I could go home with you. We could hang out longer?”

“I really don’t feel good, Quinn. I’m sorry. It’s my stomach.” I wasn’t lying. I really did feel like I might puke right there, but I knew it had nothing to do with anything I’d eaten.

tell if it was real danger, or something simpler than that, but whatever it was, my stomach churned and twisted and chill dripping down my spine. Then heat flashed

eat was

tering

frowned. “Yeah, you really don’t look very good at all.

to rush out on you. Let’s get

I’d parked it. On the street? In the lot? My ni

Tm having a birthday party on Saturday, and I’d love it if you came. Bring Stella, Umm bring Mason, too. And I guess bring Xander and Zane. I’d really like to get the chance to get to

doing my best not to show how sick I was really feeling I even managed a smile. “That sounds awesome of course I’ll be there. I can’t promise

let me know if you’re all coming or

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present. Oh, Goddess, I’m so happy

long, hard hug that I had to return, I

in strength from the force of her friendship. Strangely, I felt steadier

blinked rapidly before focusing on me. Her smile returned.

churning in my stomach now felt more like a hunger rumble that nausea. My clothes were damp from sweat, but my legs were

“Bye!”