Page 101 of Wolf Blood

Peace would've been fantastic. If someone made me feel comfortable with myself, I'd mate with them in a heartbeat.

Feelinganythingwould've been fine.

I didn’t, though.

I just wanted blood.

I'd taken plenty from Rhone earlier, but the stress of meeting new people and trying to imagine myself permanently mated to them was making me hangry.

"This isn't working," I told Bloom. I tried to sound sad, but it didn't work. I just sounded tired.

"You'll hit it off with someone," Bloom said, trying to sound upbeat.

She had always hated dating even more than I did. She probably itched to get back to her paperwork.

"Maybe I should just mate with Rhone and accept that he's going to be a nightmare to deal with for the rest of my life."

"No." Bloom shot me a look. "The mental connection is really intense. You can't bond with someone you don't like just because the sex is good. You'd regret it, or you'd devolve."

"Maybe I'd regret itanddevolve."

"Which is why you're not doing it. You're going to find someone who makes you feel amazing, and not just in bed. Rhone isn't that person."

"I don't hate him anymore. I actually like him. He's… Rhone. And he's really fucking hot."

"He's a werewolf, Harper. They're all hot. Get your head in the game. Which guy was your favorite so far?"

"None of them?" I glanced her way. "Am I allowed to say that?"

She'd been taking notes during my short dates, because she was Bloom.

"I guess. You have to pick a favorite after the next ten, though. I can set up a longer date."

I made a face. "Fine."

She called the next guy in.

I forgot his name as soon as he said it.

The conversation felt like pulling teeth.

"What do you like to do?" the guy asked, pleasantly.

Drink blood.

Zone out.

Fuck Rhone.

"Work was always my life," I said. "I'm still trying to figure out what I like to do now that I've changed."

"That must be a pretty big transition."

"Yeah." That was an understatement.

"You were Steven's secretary, right?" he asked.

Steven.