Page 191 of Wolf Roulette

Wade lifted a shoulder. “See what happens. Always thought I’d leave, but with the demons and witches, I don’t know if that will sit right.”

Losing Wade on a daily basis would be horrible, but the world didn’t revolve around me. “If you want to leave for a while, there are stewards to fill in. Come back when you can. Not too long though or I’ll hunt you down.”

He smiled my way. “Thanks, baby girl.”

Cam said, “This thing with Emily is serious. I want to see where it leads. What about you, Andie?”

“Bulk sex with Sascha Greyson,” Wade sang.

I mean, ideally. “My future really depends on what the stewards and pack decide. If the stewards and pack come to a truce, Sascha and I will be together.”

Wade frowned. “What if the pack leaves?”

Yeah,I still had no idea. That’s why I felt so damn nauseous about the possibility of the game ending tonight. “There are demons and witches to consider. I’m meant to abandon the stewards to that?”

“You can’t be happy without Sascha though,” he pressed.

That was a certainty. But regrets were a real thing, and they liked to follow me through life. I had to make the choices I could live with to reach the man I wanted. And it was the same for him.

Too damn loyal for our own good.

I blew out a breath. “It’s not an issue unless we win.”

Oh my god.

We were fighting for the fifth and final grid.

“Pull over. I’m going to vomit,” I groaned.

“No can do, baby girl. Suck it up.”

I glared at him. “If we win and you stay, I’m not letting you organise next year’s ball.”

Wade jerked the car wheel left and right. Ignoring my shouts, he parked in my head steward spot. Pretty sure that was the only reason he always offered to drive.

Stewards milled around, some already in their thin wetsuits.

I squared my shoulders, then unclipped my belt.

Wade nudged me, winking. “There’s our head steward. Go get ’em.”

Yeah,at this point, I wanted the game to end as much as I didn’t. “Thanks.”

They left to change, and I grabbed my saxophone case and backpack from the boot before finding a spot inside the tree line that left me visible to stewards but invisible to peeping pack members on the opposite shore.

Pascal joined me. “How do you feel?”

I pulled a face at her. “Confident and ready to go.”

She laughed quietly. “As long as the tribe believes it, then feel however you want.”

Truth.“I was speaking with Wade and Cam about what they’d do if Grids ends. What will you do?”

She looked up from her tablet. “If I were younger, maybe the idea of the game ending would excite me. As it is, I fear losing something that has always pulled me through hard times. I’m unsure.”

Pascal didn’t mate Daniil, but they’d seen each other at least once a week to carry out marshal duties. Even apart, they’d shared companionship.

“Do you see yourself anywhere else?” I inhaled her immediate denial.