Page 162 of His Hungry Wolf

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Page 162 of His Hungry Wolf

Both Quin and Lou stared at me as if I had three heads. Why wasn’t anyone saying anything?

“It’s your father,” Quin spat.

I jolted shocked. Of all the things he could have said, that was the last thing I would have guessed.

“What about my father?” I asked hesitantly.

Quin didn’t reply.

“He threatened to gut Quin like a pig if he contacted you again. He said he would kill Quin, then he would kill me, and then he would go after Quin’s family.”

The words hit me like a punch in the face. I had to force myself to speak.

“He what? When?”

“At the hospital,” Quin said gathering himself and standing up.

“You came to the hospital. I didn’t think you did.”

“Of course I came.”

Lou added, “We waited in the waiting room for two hours to see you.”

“So, what happened?” I said looking between the two.

“Your father pulled me into a room, stuck something sharp against my stomach, and said that he knew what I was and would kill me if I contacted you again.”

“I can’t believe this!” I said with my mind swirling.

“You can’t tell him we spoke to you,” Quin pleaded.

“My father’s gone.”

Quin stared at me confused. “What do you mean “gone”?”

“I mean, when I came home from the hospital, his truck was there but he wasn’t.”

I paused and considered what I could say in front of Lou. I didn’t know how much he knew about Quin being a shifter.

“He had been threatening to leave me for years. I think he did it. I don’t think he’s coming back. I don’t think you have to worry about him anymore.”

“Cage!” A voice called from behind me.

I turned. It was my boss.

“You can’t leave the desk unattended.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll be right there.”

I turned back to Quin.

“I don’t know what to say about what happened to you, to both of you. All I can tell you is that I’m sorry. I never meant to put you in a spot like that. If you don’t want to ever speak to me again, I get it. But, I wish you would. Maybe we could just get together and talk? Crazy things have been going on.”

“Cage!”

“Coming! Please, Quin. Please,” I said not wanting to leave his soft, vulnerable eyes but knowing I had to.

Chapter 11




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