Samantha was sitting in the garden, staring at a tree while reflecting on her life. Her body was complaining about her mood, and her stomach cramps were getting worse and worse. She had thought it was over after Rider's visit, but Nate's words had unsettled her more than she thought possible.
It hurt because it was correct. She had disregarded her pack because she was busy rolling in bed and cuddling with Rider. Moreover, just while their packs fought.
«It sounds like a damn trap,» she moaned, dispelling that annoying thought.
However, it was time to end it. She had already made too much by following her mate in that odd adventure. She could live without him, meeting only when their instincts couldn't allow them to live without the other.
It should have happened once every couple of months. Rider could build his own life by then and forget her.
«Hey,» she heard from the back, inside the house.