Page 9 of Arrested By My Mate

“Oh my god,” I grumble, burying my face in my pillow.

It’s too early to be awake. What time even is it?I think as I peek one eye open, looking for my alarm clock.

Wait.

Malevoice?

I shoot up in bed and whip around to face the guy. It takes me a moment to place him and the cell I’m in, and then I remember everything that happened yesterday, and I glare at Sheriff Tucker.

“Go away.”

“I thought you might be hungry so I grabbed us some breakfast sandwiches from the diner down the street,” he says, ignoring my dark looks.

“I’d rather have a phone call,” I snap back, and he smiles.

“Who would you call?”

“A lawyer,” I say right away. “Or maybe my uncle.”

“Are you two close?” He asks and I frown, looking away.

“No, I’ve never met him before,” I admit.

“And he would be your first call?” Tucker asks in surprise.

I glare at him, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I don’t have any other family and no friends nearby.”

“I’m sorry,” he says softly, and I nod curtly.

He passes me a sandwich and we’re silent for a few moments as we both eat. I finish off my breakfast in record time, and he takes the trash and passes me a cup of coffee.

“Since we’re getting to know each other,” he starts, and I snort.

“Terrible segue.”

He ignores me.

“I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Is it about letting me go?” I ask, and he shakes his head.

“I need to tell you something.”

He’s got that whole nauseous look that he had yesterday after he put me in this cell on his face again, and I sit back and sip my coffee, deciding to hear him out.

“Alright.”

He seems relieved that I’m willing to give him a chance, but I can tell that he’s still anxious. He keeps wiping his hands off on his pants and tapping his foot nervously.

“What-er-I…” he starts, trailing off, and I bite back a smile at how adorable he is when he’s flustered.

He takes a deep breath and squares his shoulders, and I straighten on my cot too.

“Have you ever heard of shifters?” He asks, and I frown.

Okay, that’s not what I thought he was going to say. Not even close.

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