to come back in the morning. He’ll be set up in a room by then.”
Perplexed, she went over her options. She didn’t want to leave until she knew what happened, but there was no point staying all night if she wasn’t going to be able to see him.
“Thank you. I’ll be back in the morning.” Nicole reached for her phone and walked outside. She called Tara and waited for her to come. Once again, she found herself lost in the decisions she needed to make. All she knew was she wanted to see Ayden. She felt lost without him, and the pain began to sink back into her chest, increasing as the minutes flew by.
The indescribable pull toward the werewolf left her crazily pacing. She didn’t know how or why, but something changed.
Uneasiness gripped at her insides. She knew in that moment it didn’t matter what he claimed to be. She couldn’t lose him.
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Jennifer Salaiz
Chapter 11
Nicole had fallen asleep on the couch, waiting for Ayden, when a light tapping woke her. Groggily, she stood and walked over, opening the door and turning around to lie back down on the couch.
She bolted to a sitting position on the cushions when she noticed the man standing in her doorway was not Ayden.
“I’m sorry, I was still half asleep. Can I help you with something?” Slowly, she walked back over to the door. She didn’t want this man coming in any farther until she knew who he was.
“I’m Trevor, Ayden’s friend. He sent me over here to check on you.”
Confused by his words, Nicole waved him in and climbed back on the couch. She caught a glimpse of the clock on the cable box and blinked twice to adjust her eyes to see if the time she saw was right.
Two-thirty! In the morning!
Had she been asleep that long?
“Where is Ayden? Why didn’t he come to check on me?” Nicole asked, gesturing for Trevor to sit down.
“Well, it’s kind of complicated. He had…pack business to take care of.”
Looking deeply into Trevor’s eyes, she nearly gasped when the pain in her chest lightened and a feeling of electricity shot through her. Startled, she shook her head and focused on what he told her of Ayden.
“When will he be back? Did he say?”
Trevor sat down, facing toward her. He remained quiet for a few Stalk Me
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seconds. The way he stared at her only intensified the tingly feelings coursing through her.
“Ayden made me promise to take care of you. He told me to tell you he’s sorry. Tomorrow, he wants me to take him off of the lease, and he’s already informed the station. I don’t think he’s coming back.”
Nicole bolted from the couch. “What do you mean, he’s not coming back? He’s just going to leave?” She began to pace. “Why?
What did I do? Did he say anything else?”
Just when she thought everything was going to be fine between them, he leaves? Hadn’t she just accepted what he was? Now she was left to deal with knowing and not having him around? How was that fair? How could he just let all of this happen and run away to leave her to adjust to it by herself?
“I don’t know. He wouldn’t talk to me.” Trevor walked over to her. “I’m supposed to do whatever you wish. Is there anything you need?” He lifted her chin to look into his blue eyes.
If Nicole had been in the same frame of mind she was in when she found Ayden, she would have begged Trevor to take her to the bedroom and fuck Ayden out of her mind. But she wanted Ayden.
She didn’t want to forget the passion they shared. She couldn’t believe he’d just leave and call it quits.
“If you talk to him, tell him to call me or come by. He doesn’t have to leave. I don’t want him to,” she whispered.
The tears were coming. Too much happened today. The last thing she wanted to do, though, was cry in front of this gorgeous stranger.
The rough fingers traveled from her chin down to her throat. She hadn’t even realized he still touched her until the trembling shook her body.
“Ayden did tell me to take care of you, in
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