Chapter 50

Lara

“Can you give me another pillow?” Sally asks. Her pregnant belly looks ready to burst, and I quickly hand her another pillow for her poor back.

“Here.”

“Thank you,” she slides it behind her and then gives me a thoughtful look. “No offense, but you’ve had this wide-eyed look ever since you came home. Did something happen at the warrior practice?”

An image of Alpha Ashton stroking my upper thigh flashes across my mind, and my cheeks turn molten hot. Sally is my best friend, but I couldn’t possibly tell her that her rotten ex-mate made me wet after practice. She would never forgive me, so I should keep it to myself.

“N-no…”

She laughs. “Lara, you’re terrible at lying, and is that a blush? Wow. I’ve never seen you blush before.”

“No, I’m just…angry,” I’m not exactly lying. I still feel mortified about how my own body betrayed me earlier.

“About?”

Crap. What do I tell her? A half-truth?

Sally is looking up at me with her big, doe-eyes, and I sigh heavily. “Your ex-mate is a jerk.”

Her