Chapter 0900

Rafe takes a deep breath after he swallows another gulp of whiskey, looking around at his family and friends who are mingling around the room on Ella's little drink break. God, but he was grateful for that. Every time Maryam opens her mouth he's terrified and his wolf is thrilled - just trying to balance the two conflicting states takes absolutely every ounce of his energy. He can hardly pay attention to anything else.

He glances down at his glass, thinking that the whiskey certainly is helping, the fuzz in his mind likewise keeping his wolf fuzzy. But he can't stay drunk his entire damn life. His eyes stray - as they keep doing - to where Maryam is standing with her father, chatting casually with Cora.

"You good?" Jackson asks, stepping close, sipping at his own glass of whiskey, half a sandwich in his hand.

Rafe smirks, looking between Jackson and the food. "How much do you have to eat?" he asks, laughing a little. "To get back to where you were, weight-wise?"

"Way more than this," Jackson murmurs, taking another big bite of the sandwich and seeming to swallow it whole. Rafe laughs. “But seriously, are you good?" Jackson repeats, his brows knitting together just slightly as he looks Rafe up and down.

Rafe frowns. "I'm fine. What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the fact that Jesse and Ariel scampered out of here a little bit ago to talk about how weird you're being," Jackson murmurs, finishing his sandwich in one more big bite.

mouth falls open and then he snaps his head to the side, his eyes flashing around the room to see...god, to see everyone looking at him a bit askance. His mom quickly draws her gaze away, looking up at the ceiling, pretending

his attention to the big Alpha

the room for another tray of sandwiches. "But only because you're being weird so...it's not really

him towards the closest door, which just happens to be the entrance to his parents' bedroom. "Where are

this. He pulls Jackson inside and then slams the door behind him. "What did you notice!" he barks

he's been such a fool - if Maryam

being weird... God, she already hates him, how much worse is it going to be if he's also acting like a complete jackass

out, taking a step back and guarding his glass of whiskey like Rafe might knock it out

he catches himself, standing up straight,

doesn't know what's going on beyond the fact that Rafe was acting strange. Or at least he didn't know. Rafe groans as he realizes his

with wide eyes. "This is about Maryam? That.....that human girl? Dr. Hank's

clenches his teeth, his mind whirling for

is just too fuzzy - he should have

you like..." Jackson turns his head and

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