Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 45

I bury my face in her neck, stealing a whiff of her scent.

“Why are you here?” she repeats.

“To see you, why else? You haven’t been answering my calls,” I tell her, placing her back on her feet. I stared down at her, she had lost weight, which should be impossible with how skinny she already was. Her pants rolled at her hips to hold them up and looked four times bigger than her. Her white shirt, I could tell, was one of Kades. She had her pants rolled at her ankle. She glances down the driveway nervously, and I look behind me.

“Expecting someone?” I ask.

“Kade hasn’t been by for a couple of days. He said he was out of town, but…” she pauses.

“But what?”

“Nothing, but sometimes this car comes and parks down the end. They never get out.” She shakes her head. “Probably just paranoid,” she laughs. “Coffee?”

I nod and turn back to my car, grabbing the bags out before following her inside. The porch creaks as I step on it, the wooden blanks bending under my weight. The door even hung weirdly as she opened it, having to lift it like the hinges were busted. Stepping inside, the place seems even tinier. The kitchen, bedroom, and living room are all in one little room.

“Where is the bathroom?”

*There is an outhouse out the back,” she shrugs, turning the stove on before filling a camping kettle and placing it on the heating element. I stare around in disbelief at how Kade had his mate living. There wasn’t even a bed, just a fold-out couch or futon thing that was neatly made. I sit on the edge of it. The springs groaned, and I could feel the metal bar beneath digging into my backside.

“You should come back with me,’ I tell her.

“Not this again, Gannon, please.” Abbie whines, and I growl before remembering the bags clutched in my hands. I hold them out to her, and her brows furrow.

“Take it,” I tell her, and she sighs, walking over before grabbing the bags. She places them on the table and looks inside them, and her eyes light up as she pulls out some sugar clouds.

noticed, were her favorite; she immediately opened the bag and grabbed one out. She offers me the bag, but I shake my head. I didn’t like sugary stuff, I only

occasions when they could afford it. So, always made sure I had a

her lips red, coating them in sugar. I chuckle before watching her go to the tiny fridge and open it. I growl when I see it is nearly empty, besides half a bottle of milk and a

is there no

would come out soon to

the fuck have you

her lips nervously and looks out the window

you been hunting your own

killed nothing. I just took some bird eggs,” she gasps, confusing my anger at being directed

“Bird eggs?” I scoff.

to kill a rabbit, but I

about you hunting, Abbie. My point is you shouldn’t have to. You are an Alpha’s

pack soon. It isn’t safe. He is having issues with a neighboring

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stupid that sounds? You’re his fucking Luna, and he has you living out here

not safe,”

think? Not out here along the border where anyone could get you.” I argue, but she

wall. I fucking hated this mate bond bullshit. It made she-wolves blind to their mate’s errors and gullible. All of it is made worse when he only has to show her the tiniest bit of what she perceives as kindness because she has known none. Abbie believes wholeheartedly that is how it works, that she should trust him

with me,” I tell her, grabbing her

just leave. He will worry.” she says, however

Abbie?” I yell at her, trying to drag her toward the

stop,” she says before she starts crying. “He loves me, he said he loves me, he