“Wow, that totally sucks,” Jordan declared, and I couldn’t help but agree. Being bound, for the rest of your life, to someone who didn’t want you sounded like a miserable existence.
Greg whistled. “That’s rough.”
Roland nodded unhappily. “You’re telling me.”
“For a guy who hates the idea of being in a relationship, you date an awful lot,” I teased Roland. “Aren’t you afraid you’ll imprint on one of those girls?”
“Werewolves don’t imprint on humans.” He smiled. “That’s why I only date human girls.”
Peter snickered. “And he stays the hell away from the Knolls when they have pack gatherings there.”
“Why?” I asked.
Roland shuddered. “Because every eligible female between sixteen and thirty is there looking for a mate. Thank God, Uncle Max doesn’t force us to go to gatherings. He’s a tough Alpha, but ……
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