Chapter 55

• - April
• I had spent the entire night sleeping fitfully, alternating between rage and confusion as I considered our conversation and the kiss. Honestly, it was driving me crazy.
• Jasper hadn’t returned to the cabin afterwards, and I found myself wondering where he had slept. Had he found another she-wolf to cozy up with to erase the memory of my lips pressed against his? Or had he simply had too much business with the pack to bother with coming back home? Either way, I reminded myself, it was none of my business. Jasper and I may be mates, but we weren’t bound to each other in a romantic sense. We weren’t in love. He could do as he pleased—as much as that thought annoyed me.