Page 32 of The Wolf Guard's Mate

Mistakes had definitely been made.

“Okay?” Hunter finally asked.

“Sure.”

“Sure?” I didn’t have to look over at him to know there was a thick crease on his forehead.

“Yeah.” I scrubbed my hair again.

Hunter waited a minute before he cleared his throat. “I don’t think I’m following.”

“You apologized. I said okay. I don’t know how else you expect me to react. Saying you’re sorry days after lying to me doesn’t erase everything else that happened, Hun.” I finally started rinsing my hair again. I needed to shave, too, but I wasn’t about to do that while Hunter stared at me.

There was another minute of silence.

“In your text, you said you wanted me to get on my knees and beg,” he said. “Would that fix this?”

When I looked over, I found him folding his arms. His face was a little red, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

“You should probably add reading a private conversation to your apology list.”

“I monitor conversations in the pack for security purposes. It’s?—”

“You were snooping. Don’t bullshit me.”

He growled halfheartedly. “Fine, I was snooping. I’d like to know what my mate is saying about me.”

“Then you should ask. I would’ve happily told you to your face that you were being a jackass.”

“I’m aware.”

“Because you read my texts.”

“Because you already told me, Olive. Would begging fix this?” he gestured between us.

“No. What is there to even fix? We don’t know each other. We barelylikeeach other.”

“We’re still mates.”

“So?” I looked away from him again, shaking my head as I refocused on the shower wall.

On second thought, maybe shaving would scare him away. A razor could technically be used as a weapon.

I grabbed it and pumped some soap into my hand, lathering up my armpit in the most unattractive fashion I could possibly muster.

Hunter made a noise of annoyance. The shower door opened, and I looked back in surprise as he stepped inside and leaned up against the shower wall. He was naked, since he had just shifted back and whatnot, but I definitely hadn’t expected him to join me.

“What are you doing?”

He grunted. “DTR. The internet said it meansdefine the relationship. You wanted it. I’m supposed to say something along the lines of,‘our relationship has changed and I think we should have a conversation about where we stand and how we’re going to approach dating other people’.”

I lifted my eyebrows at him. “Pretty sure I know where you stand about me dating other people. You already threatened to behead Jake and make his bodyless head watch you fuck me.”

The red on Hunter’s cheeks went splotchy. He was blushing again. It wasn’t supposed to be sexy, but it was.

“My mate was asking me to find another male to fuck her while I was affected by the rut. Rage was unavoidable.”

“So I can be with other people as long as you’re not affected by the rut?”

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