I only left my number in that note as a precaution. If I ended up being the cause of a pack war then it was my responsibility to handle it. If I secretly hoped that he would call just because he wanted to then the pain it caused was my own fault because I had wished for the impossible to happen. Hearing his voice only drove the wedge deeper into my heart because I knew I’d never be able to have him again. On top of that, he lived in the town of Asphalt Bay so, knowing he would be close by at all times hurt even more. Today though, my outlook on all of that changed. I had expected to walk into the pack house and see him with his soon to be mate fawning all over him but instead he sat alone on a couch. I introduced myself to the Alpha but kept my real name to myself. I didn’t want him to freak the fuck out over his son having such a violent true mate. I know my reputation has gotten around. I took care of the trash in the basement. It didn’t take long. The poor guy was one of the easiest I’ve ever had to break.
