She hated herselfat that moment.
“You’ve never been with a man before?” Wolfe asked.
She shook her head and realized he wasn’t even looking at her.
“No,” she said. Why was her voice croaky? Shehadn’t been screaming, had she? No, she hadn’t been screaming.
“How?” he asked.
“Huh?”
“How have you not fucked? You’re twenty-five yearsold. You’ve reached maturity for seven years, Amelia. A wolf has needs.”
She frowned. “Are you pissed that Ihaven’t slept around the pack?”
“I … I had no idea you were a … virgin.”
The way he saidvirginwas as if he was disgusted with her. For a few seconds, she had no idea what to do or what to say. She hadn’t expected him to be disgusted with her for being a virgin, far from it. Amelia stared at him, a little taken aback.
He was pissed with her.
What the hellshould she do?
This was not how she saw her first time.
Scrambling off the bed, she glanced down at her nakedness, and as she did, she caught sight of the blood on the bed. Her virginity was gone. Done with.
Her robe was on the corner of her bed, and she grabbed it quickly, wrapping herself up in it for protection. “I think you should go,” she said. She’d deal with the bed.
Wolfe stood and turned toward her.
She wouldn’t look at his dick. Instead, she looked at his face. He frowned, a lot, and looked almost violent.
“Amelia…”
“I know that many pack members are with each other all the time. The whole full moon, and the fact we all just want to fuck and lie together in one big pile, or whatever, but I’m not like that. I wasn’t waiting for the right man, and I wasn’t trying to remain a virgin for fun.” She gritted her teeth, hating herself for having to explain. “You should go.”
“If I’d known…”
“You’d what? Done it differently? Never touched me? What is so disgusting about me being a virgin, or was a virgin? It’s past tense now.” She ended up pointing at the evidence of what they’d done.
There was no way they could do more. She couldn’t handle that … not now.
“I would have done it differently.”
“Please, leave,” she said.
She didn’t look at him as he stoodthere, staring at her. This was her first time and he’d been grossed out by her.
Over the years, she’d been called many names and made fun of. She’d gone through a lot of shit to get to where she was now, but no one had ever made her feel as if she was disgusting. That hurt so damn much.
Wolfe moved slowly, grabbing his pantsand pulling them on, followed by his shirt, and then he went for his leather jacket. He took a step toward her, and when he went to touch her, she flinched away. He stopped, hand clenched, and then stepped back.
Amelia listened to him as he left her apartment.
The tears she had been fighting with to keep them at bay released, and thenthey turned into full-grown sobs. She ran toward her front door and flicked the lock into place. The threat of the hunters was still there, and being far away from the rest of the pack, she had to keep safe, somehow.
After locking her apartment, she slowly walked back to the bedroom.