My Orc Pen Pal: Mated to the Monster: Season 3 by Veronika Kane

Author:Veronika Kane [Kane, Veronika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-03-14T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Akhmim

The restraint I had shown on Wednesday evening had been worth it, because I had my pen pal back. After those horrible few days of not hearing from her, I was getting emails from Rosemary at regular intervals now, which was wonderful.

Each time my phone dinged with a notification from her, I felt a little more at peace. I’d taken to working at the library, because the apartment was just too crowded, and I knew I needed a more permanent place. For one thing, I needed to set up my real computer, not just this tiny laptop. For another, I wanted to be able to talk to my Mate when she⁠—

Whoa. She hasn’t even given you her phone number to text, much less call. Much less agree to be your Mate.

Something was holding her back, yes. But I could sense a weakening of her resistance.

In fact, on Thursday afternoon, right after school ended, I received this email:

Akhmim, it’s dumb to keep communicating only this way. Here’s my number. Text me.

It was all I could do to keep from howling in victory right there in the library. The head librarian was Mated to Luxor—the only male younger than me who came through the veil with our group—so she’d likely understand, but I was trying to be civilized.

A fist pump was good enough for now.

And so my conversations with Rosemary moved from email to text. This kept us busy throughout Thursday and Friday…and then, Friday evening, she called me.

It was wonderful.

Unwilling to share her with the other males, I went for a long walk, the phone cradled against my ear, as Rosemary and I talked about everything from family to work to recipes. I felt as if I could discuss the mundane or the mystical with her in equal parts, because she was my everything.

Sleeping on the couch in the living room of our shared apartment was made acceptable because I could now fall asleep while texting with her. Tomorrow, Saturday, was our second date, and I couldn’t wait to see her again.

But when the phone rang mid-morning, I knew something was wrong. “What is it, dkaar?” I asked as I picked up.

“Akhmim, I’m so sorry,” she wailed, “I have to cancel whatever you had planned today.”

I reacted to the panic in her voice. “It will be okay, Rosemary. I promise.”

“I’m sorry! I had so much fun with you last time, and I was looking forward to today…”

I was too, but that was secondary compared to her sorrow. “Breathe, love. Tell me what’s wrong. Can I help you?”

There was the sound of a few sniffles, then I heard her inhale and exhale once, then twice. “Good,” I murmured. “Good girl. It will be okay.”

“I’m sorry,” she finally said a third time. “I just got a text from my brother that Dad is smoking a few pork butts, and I’m expected to be there. I…” I heard her defeated sigh, and I winced. “It’s like a family tradition. I hate that he

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