Page 15 of Wolf Roulette

And I could guess why.

The thought of me jumping in bed with another male Luther was laughable, but the mating call must whisper all kinds of things in Sascha’s ear.

I rested a hand on his arm. “I want to stay in here with you.”

He released a pent-up breath. “Thank fuck.”

“That bad, huh?”

“You have no idea.” He growled and then leaned forward to kiss me.

My toes curled against the wooden floor as warmth seeped through every part of me. “Mmm, that won’t ever get old.”

“Agreed, mate,” Sascha whispered. “Now let’s go to dinner. I’m starving.”

This girl needed a moment to collect herself. “I’ll be right behind you.”

I listened as he left the bungalow and entered the pack house.

My phone buzzed.

Wade.

I’ve waited five hours.

Why the hell do I need to stay put?

The wait would have killed him, but I didn’t want to message him until I spoke to Sascha.

What do you think?I asked Booker.

You want to tell the tribe, so do it. It’s not your problem that Sascha Greyson has a rebellious pack member.

Rebellious wasn’t how I’d describe the old fisherwolf. He was testing my loyalty. The Luther literally reeled in a fish with bait and threw it back in the water. His information was a poorly concealed trap.

If I keep my mouth shut, I betray the tribe. If I tell the tribe, I betray Sascha.I groaned.

If you betray your pack, then you betray Sascha too,she replied.

…Could you dumb that down for me?

There’s a reason you didn’t react with a partial heat after the kiss meet. There’s a reason neither of you received the next mating gift.

I stilled.Why?

You know why,she said softly.If you cannot give Sascha Greyson all of you, then neither of you will be happy. You’re only giving him part of you, even now.

I wasn’t great at hearing these things, but my wolf was nearly always right on such matters when she chose to chime in. I’d barely glanced at Sascha tonight until he confronted me about my mood. The distance I’d subconsciously erected between us had everything to do with what the old wolf told me about the pack’s Sandstone strategy and everything to do with my failure to pass the news on to the tribe.What should I do?

If the answer were obvious, we’d be on that path already. But you know what to do right now. Trust your gut.

Taking a deep breath, I texted Wade back.

I know the pack’s plans for Sandstone.

It’s bad.

I need you to tell Rhona immediately.