Cursed Wolf (Howling Death MC Book 3) by Sophie Ash

Author:Sophie Ash [Ash, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Emmaline

Tryn didn’t call the next day. Or the day after. After three days of not hearing from him, I caved and called him.

He never picked up.

Work kept me busy up to a point. Annika and Joey could immediately tell something was up. After some goading, I ended up confessing to them what had happened between Tryn and me. Those two were the closest thing I had to friends, after all.

“He’s probably married, like you thought at the beginning,” Annika said, viciously stabbing a receipt onto the check spindle.

“Even if he’s not married, he’s hiding something,” Joey agreed. “I mean, he pretty much told you that straight out, but the job thing’s got to be bullshit.”

The job thing was just such a convenient excuse, and not a great one at that. What could have possibly happened that he had to dash off in the middle of the night?

On my next day off, I was on a walk on the trail around my apartment, as though keeping my body busy would help to forget what he’d done to me.

I wanted to be angry. I wanted to find that confidence he drew out of me in the bedroom and use it to stand up to his lies. I wanted to find him and demand the truth. Didn’t I deserve that, at least?

But the truth was, I was deeply hurt. I felt rejected. Not good enough. My biggest fear was that he left my bed that night to crawl into someone else’s, and I wondered why he’d choose her over me. What did I do wrong? Why wasn’t I enough?

I rubbed my chest as I walked, trying to soothe the permanent ache that seemed to settle there since he left. It felt like our connection had been a thread between us, at first strong and tethering, drawing us closer together. But him leaving had unraveled that thread, stretched it beyond the limit of its strength, and now it was frayed and damaged.

On top of all that, I was also ridiculously horny, which didn’t help things.

The morning after Tryn left, I’d forgotten for a moment and reached for him in bed. Before my eyes opened, I had a smile on my lips. He’d probably enjoy waking up to a blowjob. I still had a piece of that confident sex goddess he’d drawn out of me, and I was more than prepared to take him into my mouth. Maybe then he’d be unable to resist fucking me. He’d drag me up his body until I was straddling him. He’d penetrate me deep, bouncing me on his cock while his teeth found my neck…

But the bed was cold, empty. And the night before came rushing back to me. His goodbye probably took under a minute, and I replayed every word in my head. Every ‘sorry’, every moment of eye contact and when he looked away. The one conclusion I kept returning to was that he was being dishonest.

Despite knowing that and feeling so wounded from it, I couldn’t stop craving him physically.

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