Chapter 19 - Gunnar

Damon’s words last night didn’t immediately sink in, but they did. He had a point. I never wanted to fight with Zoe. Fighting with my mate was never on my agenda, nor was it how I thought finding her would go. Fighting for her, sure. I’d fight for her. I’d fight at her side, too, but not against her. My wolf sure didn’t like that Zoe was mad at us, or more so, mad at me.

He’d been ignoring me since she shut us out. He didn’t speak to me even when he took control to applaud Pollux for shutting that she-wolf I threw in the lake. He just pushed past to show his approval of his twin’s actions. I was on board with what Pollux did, too. That bitch needed to be told off.

I fucked her once. Okay, if you want to be literal, it was three times, but in succession, so I count it as once. Either way, she was only in my bed once and would never be back, even if I hadn’t met Zoe. I slept around, I’ll admit, but I didn’t generally do repeats. Repeats gave the wrong impression that it was more than s