A heartless woman who abandoned her sons and husband right when we needed her the most? She doesn’t deserve space in my head.
But Carina?
She’s not like that.
Don’t ask me how I know—I just do.
Even if she’s clueless about the supernatural world. Even if she has no idea that a whole different reality lives in tandem with the human one.
Mates usually understand, don’t they?
Real mates. Fated mates.
On some level, they feel it.
And my gut? My instincts? My Bear?
They’re screaming that she’s the one.
But now I’m stuck with this damn date.
What the hell am I supposed to do?
Doug stretches out in his seat, looking completely unbothered, before casually asking, “So, what happens if you don’t go?”
I blink, realizing I’ve been talking out loud this entire time.
I exhale sharply. “When you sign on to the app, you’re magically and contractually obligated to attend at least one date with your match.”
Doug freezes mid-bite.
His jaw drops slightly, eyes going wide with amusement.
“Well, shit.” He claps his hands together. “You better get dressed, Hoss.”
I groan, letting my head thunk against the coffee table.
This is not how I planned my night.
Or my life.
But apparently? My plans don’t mean shit.
BecauseI’ve got a date.
Chapter11
Carina
“So, what do you think?” I ask, tugging my oversized sweater down over my hips like it’ll somehow transform into a magical fashion statement if I stretch it hard enough.
Silence.
Dina frowns. MJ crinkles her nose.
Sigh.
Iknowthat look.