Lukas knew what I was doing, but he didn’t say anything to tell me to turn it off, so I left it. The rest of the ride to the edge of the park reserve seemed to take forever. I kept going over the words “alpha mate” in my mind. I wished that I had a pad of paper with me. Normally, I carried a pen and paper everywhere I went, but in my rush out the door, I had forgotten when I switched to my smaller purse. I was going to have to rely on my memory. I pulled out my phone and looked at the screen. As soon as we crossed the line into the reserve, I saw the screen flash to “No Service.” “It wouldn’t kill you to get a cell tower out here,” I grumbled. Lukas turned the radio down. “We try to preserve as much of the natural landscape as possible. Those towers are an eyesore.” I had forgotten about Lukas’s freakishly good hearing. That was something he was able to do regardless of his form.
