Chapter Thirteen - Dislike

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I looked up when the bedroom door opened and was partially relieved and partially disappointed to see Connor. He shot me a sheepish smile before closing the door behind him. "Hey."

"Hi." I answered my voice still stale from the argument with Jacobi.

He lingered in front of me for a few awkward moments before he walked to the opposite side of the bed and hopped on. He scooted all the way back so that he was leaning against the headboard next to me. "You really test his patience, Alaska."

"I test his patience? I never asked for this!"

"And neither did he." Connor replied instantly. "Everybody thought his mate was going to be a high ranked wolf. We were all taken by surprise, especially him."

"Obviously he's disappointed." I muttered lowly, hating the stab of pain I felt deep in my gut even though I deserved it.

"He isn't." Connor denied. "But you make it difficult for him."

"It's difficult for me too."

"I know but werewolves are different than humans. We're more primal and our anger can consume us if we aren't careful. The way Cobi's been with you has shown crazy amounts of control. He let you go home with your boyfriend. That's unheard of! Male werewolves, especially higher ranked ones like Cobi, get jealous if a male even looks at their mate the wrong way. Letting you be with your boyfriend was... seriously remarkable."

Kyle hadn't gone that deep into detail about werewolves. Or perhaps he wasn't even aware of the depth of their emotion because he was so lowly ranked. "How is he so contained then?"

"He's crazy intelligent. I know you wouldn't think so at one glance but he's one of the smartest people I've ever known. He's able to control his mind so well that he's somehow pulled off keeping contained around you. Perhaps that's why you two are mates. Someone up there knew he could handle a human mate."

"Handle me." I scoffed. "I don't need handling."

"It's not what I meant." Connor revoked quickly. "I'm just saying he's very careful with you, he holds back his primal instincts. He knows that it would be too much for you otherwise."

"He scares me sometimes." I admitted. "When his eyes turn black and he loses his temper."

"He'd never hurt you." Connor promised immediately. "It would hurt him more."

"I never wanted this." I sighed, staring down at my hands. "I only found out my boyfriend was a werewolf a little while ago. We dated for four years and I never knew."

"Four years? Wow, that's impressive." Connor whistled.

"He means a lot to me."

"I totally get that." Connor nodded. "But I hate to admit it to you, Alaska, you and your boyfriend weren't written in the stars."

"I'm not sure I believe you." Looking ahead, I still saw Kyle in my future. I still pictured our wedding with our families. We'd discussed having kids one day but in the very distant future. I knew Kyle like the back of my hand. Losing him would be like losing my own limb.

Someone knocked on the door. Connor hopped off the bed in order to open it. He stepped aside and an older woman scurried in. She was dressed in all black and had her dyed red hair up in a ponytail. "I've brought lunch for Ms. Granger." She rolled a cart into the room.

The warm smell of chicken noodle soup made my mouth water. She pulled it forward and stopped in front of me. "Thank you." I sat up a little straighter as she put the trey on my lap.

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