Page 78 of His White Moonlight
“Aiden and Karter stuck their noses where they didn’t belong, and I reacted,” Bennett said.
“How did you react?”
“After putting them in their places, I suggested Mom and Dad send them out to find their own mates.”
“What business of yours didn’t they stay out of?”I asked, trying to give Bennett the benefit of the doubt.
“My mate.”
I blew out a long breath and shook my head at him.He remained silent as I closed the door and turned to Miranda.
“What did he leave out?”
“He threw Aiden out of his office so hard it took three days for them to fix that wall.”She pointed to the wall beside the entrance to the office suite.“And Karter had a broken nose.It healed quickly, but it was still a serious enough fight…from Bennett’s standpoint.”
“What did they say about Bennett’s mate that set him off?”
She shook her head slightly, losing some of her resentment.“I don’t know.Something about him waiting too long.”
Even as a human, I knew the longer a wolf-shifter waited to claim his mate, the more volatile he got.Grandma had told me about the whole shifter mate thing during the human birds and bees talk she’d given when I’d been younger.Curious about the differences between myself and them, I’d asked questions she’d been nice enough to answer, maybe a little too openly.
“They aren’t wrong,” I said.
The resentment surged in Miranda’s gaze and in the way she crossed her arms.I held up my hands and stepped away from the door.
“I’m not your roadblock.By all means, go in and have your way with him.”
“Do you really not know who his mate is?”she asked.
“How could I?I just got home last week.They don’t tell me anything.”
She made a face and glared at the door.I could see her thinking about going in.The blinds suddenly snapped open, and Bennett’s gaze flicked from me to her.
“I think whatever call I interrupted ruined his not-so-angry mood,” I said to Miranda.“You might want to try later.”
She left without another word, and I went to my desk to start another spreadsheet.
Before I numbed my thoughts with endless numbers, I checked my messages.Bennett had messaged once, close to the end of my hour break, and six more times the minute the hour was up.Mom had messaged twice about ten minutes before Bennett had shown up and called.
He’d respected my hour break.
Feeling a little guilty, I sent a quick text to Mom that I’d lost track of time and everything was fine, then I got to work.My productivity wasn’t the best because of my hands, but I still managed to get something done before Bennett opened his door at five.
“Hungry for pizza?”he asked.
“Not really.Are there any good burger places around here?I haven’t had one of those in forever.”
“Sit down or fast food?”
The question surprised me, mostly because I knew the Wulfs weren’t fast-food kind of people, not with the sensitive noses they had.
“If you honestly don’t have a preference, I’d like a fast-food burger.I don’t think I ever had one.At least, not that I can remember.”
I had another motive for fast food, too—getting home sooner.It’d been a long day, and I was ready for it to be over.
A few more women lingered at their desks when we left today.They didn’t talk, but they watched.The way they watched was a tad…unsettling.Like those creepy pictures on walls with moving eyes.
They needed hobbies that didn’t involve chasing men.
