Chapter Thirty-Eight

Reese’s POV

She had promised herself she wouldn’t cry in front of him. She loathed his presence, loathed that she craved his presence. Asshole! She sat in her office and willed herself not to cry. He’d slept with Amber, his mate. She should’ve expected it, she should’ve known it would happen.

Why was she so unlovable? She hated how much it hurt and how much his voice made her feel safe and warm. She wasn’t safe with him and she cursed the mark on her shoulder, cursed Troy and his stupid penis too.

Her office door opened and she froze but sagged backwards in relief when it was Drake that stepped inside. “Luna Madden …”

“Don’t fucking call me that!”

Drake smiled and then straightened himself. “Luna Reese, Alpha Troy is waiting in the foyer for you. We’re ready to leave.”

“You’re coming with us?” Reese was hopeful because she really didn’t want to be alone with Troy, anywhere.

“You’re short a Gamma since Troy transferred him to Stone Link,” Drake said and chuckled.

“What’s wrong with Sto