Chapter 16 Strangers

Jane

Staring at my ex-husband, who idly sits in his car and orders me into the back seat as if he’s some kind of king, I arch my brow. “Thank you, but no.”

“It’s hard to get a taxi around here.” Ethan argues. “There’s no need to be stubborn.”

Stubborn? Honestly, the nerve of the man. “And there’s no need for you to call me names.”

Ethan turns to say something to his driver, and the car slows to a stop. Within moments the Alpha is standing beside me on the curb. He moves too close, towering over me so that I have to tilt my head to look up at him. “Is it name calling if it’s true?”

“You tell me?” I demand. “If I say you are a self-righteous bastard, do you think I’m being honest or rude?”

I’m not sure what I expected. In fact, I’m astonished I had the nerve to speak such brazen words, but I do know that the last thing I was prepared for is the wide, wolfish grin Ethan offers me now. “You’ve got some nerve, little wolf.”

“I would ask that you not speak to me on such familiar terms.” || bite, “It’s far from appropriate… for strangers like us.”

Ethan rakes his gaze down my body from head to toe, with tortuous intensity. “Is that what we are?”

car pulls up beside us. If I hadn’t been in such a rush to get

open the shiny black door, I offer my former mate one last glance over my shoulder. “And it’s all we’ll ever

I’m safely in the car. Protected by the dark, tinted windows, I stare out at Ethan as we pull away. If I didn’t know any better I’d think he could see

and my heart beat miles too fast. It isn’t fair that he should be able to

almost as soon as they occur, 1 know better now. Far better. That isn’t a mistake I will make

Ethan

I can’t stop smiling.

crazy. After all, I have proof now that my wife faked her death and hid for me for years, and yet… all I can truly process is

and so strong it defies all logic. There is no omega left in her, if there ever was

hadn’t been entirely without strength. She did

the time everything seemed so clear. My mother and Eve both told the same story,

All I know is that my mate is alive and well, and I intend to bring her home, no matter the cost. Paisley needs her mother, and if I’m right, then I may have

unravel this enigmatic she wolf’s secrets if it’s the last thing I do. She is everything I’ve

taking her to bed, kissing every inch of her body and making her whimper and moan in my arms. My wolf is growling hungrily at the mere thought, and I picture laying her out in front of me and devouring her like

far as I’m concerned, that’s

Jane

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