He was about to increase the pressure.
I took my cell phone from my backpack and slid it into my back pocket.
“I didn’t…”
“Oh, yes you did.”
He stood up and I began to panic. Adrenaline raced along my veins, making my arms shake.
He grunted and raised his voice. “I can smell them on you! You should have listened to me! I tried to warn you the other night, in the forest.”
I walked towards the door, but kept my gaze on Trevor’s so he didn’t know I was about to bolt.
“That was you? In the woods? The bear?”
I’d assumed it was him, of course. But to know it was him, now that was a different story.
Trevor puffed up like an arrogant peacock.
“Of course, it was me. You know I have bear shifter genes.”
“You could have killed me.”
He growled, low and menacing. “No… I didn’t want that. But you do need protecting. I can’t have you mating with those wolves. That pack’s destiny is to die out.”
I stilled. “What do you mean? What destiny?”
He laughed and moved closer, so I walked away from my potential exit to keep him talking. I circled the island bench.
“Tell me, Trevor. They all said I was their… mate. But I didn’t believe them.”
He grinned. “That’s my girl.”
He didn’t give me any more information and a part of me ached to know more.
To ferret out the truth.
“Is that why you chose me, Trevor?”
I’d always wondered why a guy who seemed to hate me, professed to love me.
“I could smell it on you… you know? That wolfy, magical shit. Smells disgusting.”
He spat on the ground, on my tiled floor, and kept following me in the circle around the bench.
A dangerous dance.
“Then why date me, Trevor?”
“To keep the wolves off you. To make you smell like me. They’d never go for you if they could smell bear on your pussy.”
He grinned, that terrible expression of humour that I’d always hated.
“So… let me get this straight. You could tell that I was meant to be a wolf shifter’s mate, so you… what? Deliberately sabotaged their plans?”
He growled a little again and I jumped.
“I didn’t want to,” he said. “My father, our Alpha, demanded it. Those wolves are meant to die out. Their bloodlines aren’t meant to continue on. There have been no female shifters born in generations. Fate has chosen it for them. You humans aren’t allowed to step in and contradict Fate.”