The pack clapped and cheered as the two kissed. Adam was happy that Jeremiah had found his truemate – it gave him hope that he’d find his own mate someday. Alphas Acksel and Brynn wished the pack a good hunt, and Adam went to congratulate Jeremiah and Honey. “I’ve been worried about you,” Jeremiah said. “I’m sorry that things got crazy, and I wasn’t able to be there for you.” “I’m cool,” Adam said. He tried to smile, but he knew he’d failed by the way that Jeremiah looked at him with suspicion. “We can talk later if you want.” Adam glanced at Honey. “Maybe I’ll take you up on that. Have a good first hunt, man. If anyone deserves to be happy, it’s you.” Jeremiah grabbed Adam’s arm and stopped him as he turned away. “You deserve to be happy, too.” He chuckled darkly, casting his gaze up to the dark sky. “Maybe my mate will fall out of the sky tonight, and she won’t give two fucks about my scars or my place in the pack.” Adam moved away quickly, before Jeremiah’s concern became his undoing.
