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"I was just a kid. And I agree with Rhone—show up at the tower to pay for what you did, or hide until someone finds you." With that, I ended the call.

My heart beat rapidly in my chest, and Rhone dragged me back into his arms.

He held me while my eyes burned, and he turned on another cake show to distract me when I couldn't sleep.

The echo of what he'd said to me earlier played on repeat in my mind, and I clung to it.

You are fucking perfect, Trouble.

Eventually, I crashed in his arms.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

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Bloom and Maverickwere staying at the estate over the weekend, so Harper and I headed back to the tower the next morning to make sure one of us was with the majority of the pack.

Harper ripped open the candy bar I handed her immediately, and we ate it slowly.

She turned the music up louder than usual, and every time I glanced over to try to figure out how she was doing, she looked content.

"I'm fine, Rhone. Stop checking on me." She patted the hand I had resting on her thigh.

"A lot happened yesterday."

"Yeah, it did. But after talking to Neve, I feel like everything is more settled. I don't know why. Maybe because I called her out for the way she treated me. Or maybe because I understand her role in everything, now." Harper tucked a few strands of her hair behind one of her ears. "Or maybe because I spent last night tipsy, dancing with my mate, and being told I was perfect."

My cock throbbed.

Breeding season nearing its peak the way it was meant an uncontrollable, near-constant erection.

"I can make that happen again."

She flashed me a smile. "You're good to me."

The compliment was playful, but still significant. Something within me settled, too.

At some point, being good to her had become my priority.

I slipped my fingers between hers, and she looked back out the window.

Harper was still calm when we got back to the tower, and I dragged her around with me as I did the random shit I needed to for the pack.

She made jokes along the way. Teased me, and the other people we interacted with. Sat on my lap during lunch in the food court, and tugged me into a closet when I asked her if she was up for a quickbreakin our apartment.

Her good mood was contagious.

When she ordered me to knot her in the closet, I was too horny to refuse. We ended up trapped inside, teasing each other through our mate bond while we were locked together.

It wasfun.

Really fucking fun.

We were both grinning when we stumbled out together, my arm around her waist and her cheek pressed to my bicep. She was sofucking cute, all pink hair and red cheeks and those pretty little fangs.

A few days passed similarly,with more trips to the closet, our apartment, and even her old observation room once.

Two days before breeding season hit its peak, my phone rang during breakfast.