Page 188 of His White Moonlight
“Does Bennett know?”
“The specifics?No.There’s no point in telling him or my parents.Why make anyone else live with the hell that happened to me?”
“What about me?”
“You’re not emotionally invested in me enough to be fully traumatized by it.You’ll only be a little traumatized.”
She snorted.“So that’s why you know how to defend yourself and why you reacted like you did when I reached for you.”
“Yeah.”
“How long ago did that happen?”
“Three years?Four maybe?The pictures she has of me were from about two years ago.I got a lot smarter after that.Meaner too.I wasn’t afraid of leaving marks.”
Miranda was quiet for a few minutes.
“Lindi Shane won’t be at the pack run, though.So who do you think will hurt you?”
I laughed.
“Every single female who thinks she has a chance at Bennett if I stop breathing.That’s at least what?Fifty maybe?Maybe more if the older ones are thinking of rejecting their mates for him.”
“Hmm.You’re not wrong.But I don’t think they’d do something right under his nose.”
“They won’t.Something will happen to separate us, and they’ll get me to the river where a group will be waiting.No one will chase me directly.Scent trails and all that.”
“Bennett said you predicted what would happen at the charity auction.”
I glanced at her again.“You talk to Bennett?”
She sniffed and grinned.“Careful, I think there’s a hint of jealousy in there.”
Scowling, I focused on the path.
“You have nothing to be jealous about.He only calls when he wants help keeping an eye on you, like this run.He’s worried.He mentioned that you told his friend something would happen before it did and that I should pay attention to what you say.How many times are you right about that kind of stuff?”
“I’d say about ninety percent of the time.”
“Okay.I don’t normally go to pack runs, but I think I’ll make this one an exception.Just to see what happens.”
“Is that your way of saying you won’t step in if there’s trouble?”
“Depends.Do you still want to go to school without Bennett?”
“Yes.”
“Then I won’t intervene until it looks like you’ll be seriously hurt.”
“Thanks.I’ll owe you a shopping trip.”
She grinned.“So will Bennett.”
We finished our run, grabbed some hot dogs from the street food cart, then walked back to the office.Miranda went to the ladies' room to change into the clothes she’d stashed there since she hadn’t broken a sweat.I hadn’t been as lucky.I walked past the other women in my shorts and sports bra, hearing their muttered grumbles.
“Flaunting your scent won’t help you get rid of him,” Olivia said as I passed her desk.
Ignoring her, I kept walking.
