Chapter 94

I stare at Jackson like he’s an idiot now. Because…honestly I really kind of did think that he’d figured it out, at a least a little bit. Or that once I told him, all the pieces would snap into place.

But the way he’s looking at me..Jackson does not know.

He bought, hook line and sinker, the lie that I’m Ari Clark, royal cousin who has some strange and elusive tie to his mate.

“Jacks,” I growl, shaking my head. “No, it’s…it’s me. Your mate is me.” And with that, I whip off my cap, revealing the hair braided in a coil on top of my head, letting my true scent free.

He continues staring at me, uncomprehending. But I see him stumble back a step, his eyes. going wide the moment my scent hits him.

“How…” he murmurs, his voice trembling. “How can you….you’re a Cadet…you’re male…”

hat

“Oh my god,” I groan, dipping my face into my hand for a second before dropping my and grabbing the hem of my shirt, tugging it up halfway as fast as I can so that he can see the shape of my body beneath, my wider hips, my trim waist. “Jacks, no, I’m a girl.”

I stand there, my shirt fisted against my breasts, staring at him, breathless.

Realization hits Jackson like a bus.

His eyes go wide and he stumbles back a step, not breathing, his face going deathly pale in the light of the moon. I stare at Jackson, watching him struggle to make sense of the newly disparate pieces of the world. His eyes move fast over me again and again before, always, returning to my face.

But he just stares back at me, slack–jawed, not saying a word.

And then, after a long, long moment of staring at each other, Jackson just….turns on his heel.

And stalks away.

Emergency calls only

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And I stare after him in…absolute shock.

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quickly into the darkness and I stare, my

black night for way, way too

open.

I groan a long, slow groan, standing up straight and burying my face in my hands, wondering what the hell

frantic, it can’t be bad

insane trial. And your

comforting things about how that can’t possibly be what’s happening, that he just needs a minute alone to process because he’s the solitary sort, but eventually she runs out of pleasant, hopeful sentiments as we both just

But..he doesn’t.

sitting hard on my butt and

he was just going to be like, “Oh, cool! How

shifted into his wolf and is now prowling around the cliffside in the

sorry as I feel about losing my temper and blurting it all out in

hurt my feelings, a little bit, that he just…walked away.

Emergency calls only

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did he…did

he hate me? Did he realize that

my god…does Jackson think I’m

hear my apologies and my reassurances,

mean, could there have been a worse moment to admit the

timing,” I mutter

to

soul, stretching out her long, sorry nose, burying it under my mental hand, wanting to show me love at the same moment that she begs for a little. attention. I turn towards her, giving her

her fur.

eyes wide and limpid and sad. No matter what

hope so, I say, smoothing her fur back lovingly. She lets her eyes drift

I do at the sound of footsteps pounding

  1. us.

hitches

it Jackson? Coming

weren’t precisely

our earlier decision to be stealthy and quiet, to hide up here all night and sneak

por into a shouting match

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