Chosen by V. Vaughn & Mating Season Collection

Author:V. Vaughn & Mating Season Collection [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2015-08-03T05:00:00+00:00

8

Parker walked me to the trailer park, and when he gave me a questioning look about where I lived, I took satisfaction in letting him think I’m a girl from the wrong side of the tracks. After all, if I’m going to end up with a cocky jerk, I want him to suffer thinking he’s getting trailer trash.

My mom is out running errands to stock up on supplies before she starts another marathon writing session, and I’m grateful to have the house to myself. Cabinet doors slam as I open and close them, searching for something good to eat. I finally settle on a frozen juice treat that may have been in the freezer for over a year. Water rushes in the sink as I rinse off the frosty outer layer. The more time I spend thinking about finding my true mate, the more upset I get. I don’t want to be with Parker Hoyt for the rest of my life. It’s like my own personal hell.

I bite into the frozen purple treat and regret it the moment my teeth throb in pain. There has to be a way out of this. What kind of divine power would think Parker and me should be together? I suck hard on the frozen substance. I wonder what would happen if I moved far away and never came back. But that won’t work, because I recall Katie telling me that your true mate is miserable without you. While I don’t like Parker, I don’t think he deserves to spend a lifetime unhappy. Plus I bet it would make me feel the same way.

The icy juice thuds in the metal sink when I toss it there, and I pound my way over to the couch. I plop down and grab a throw pillow to hug to my chest. Maybe Paul Ryan can help me. He did say he’d talk to me anytime. I release my death grip on the pillow and make my way over to my backpack to search for the alpha’s number. The card is smooth in my hand as I read the number and tap it into my phone.

A half hour later I’m back into town to meet with Paul. He owns a jewelry shop, and I guess he was waiting for me, because he opens the door before I can push it. “Hello, Trixie.”

“Hi.” I can’t look him in the eye, because I feel foolish for not wanting something I know I should be grateful I found.

“Let’s go to my office, where we can speak privately.” Paul turns to a beautiful woman. “Please don’t disturb us.”

She nods and offers me a kind smile. I try to give one back, but I think it might have resembled a grimace, considering the fact I want to vomit.

The door to Paul’s office snicks shut behind him, and he offers me a seat. Instead of going behind his desk, he sits in another chair near me. His voice is soft when he asks, “What can I help you with?”

I shift in my chair as his scent sends tingles of desire through my veins.

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