She couldn’t get enough of himeven though she was supposed to be avoiding him. Wolfe had certainly made up for the crappy first time.
Last night had certainly wiped out the feelings he inspired of their first time together.What she didn’t know was what it meant. Was Wolfe hers? Was it just sex? They hadn’t voiced a commitment to each other.
He was nowhere to be seen since he walked her to work, and Boyan had been there to take over. She had made her way inside the bar while they talked.
After serving a customer a bottle of beer, shemoved down to Boyan.
“Hey,” she said. “Can I get you anything?”
“Nah, I’m good thanks.”
She nodded.
It seemed rude to leave him alone. “I’m sure you have much better things to do than this.”
Boyanturned his attention to her. “Keeping you safe is a priority. You’re pack.”
She couldn’t help but laugh, and Boyan frowned. “I’m sorry. It’s probably the wrong thing to do, right? Laugh. It’s kind of hard not to. It’s so funny. Most of the people here would love to have me gone. They might see it as a waste of resources in helping me.”
He continued to stare at her. “You’re not even saying that for pity. It doesn’t upset you?”
Amelia shrugged. “Having most if not all of the pack hate me? I’m pretty used to it by now.”
“And you didn’t leave.”
“They’re still pack.”
“You know, a lot of people in your position would have left already,” he said. “They wouldn’t have been able to deal with it.”
“I guess that makes me one of a kind.” She tapped the counter. “I’m sorry you have to do this.”
“I’m not. You’re still pack, and they might want you to leave but that doesn’t mean we do. If Alpha wanted you gone, he would’ve kicked your ass out, and if he was going to, he would’ve done it over the deer thing.”
Amelia winced. “Are you pissed at me over that?”
“Not at all. I thought it was hilarious when we saw it. Couldn’t believe you got them to sign it.”
Amelia sighed. “It wasn’t hard. They just wanted me to shut up. Kind of sucks.”
“Yeah, but look at the bonus, Amelia. Next time, they’re going to listen to you, and probably all other times.”
She smiled and saw a customer holding up an empty glass. “Duty calls.”
“You smell like Wolfe,” Boyan said.
Amelia kept the smile on her face. “He stayed the night. You know, doing his duty.”
“I’m sure he is.”
She didn’t want to blush, but she felt it traveling into her face. This wasn’t fair.
The rest of the night, she avoided Boyan. Served customers. Cleaned up as much mess as possible. When it came time to close, Boyan stayed outside, giving her a chance to clean up.
“Wolfe’s scent is all over you,” Val said.
Amelia tensed up. “He was, er, on, you know, protective duty, or whatever. It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
“You think I don’t know what is going on?” Val asked.