Chapter 26

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Luca's POV

My mate was ignoring me for the last few days, and I have no idea what I should do in a situation like this.

I guess that since I'm his mate, that means that I can just find him and demands for him to hang out with me, but I don't really want him to feel forced to hang out with me.

I wonder if he's upset with me, because I'm kind of a reason that Denver decided to force him to quit being Parker's guard.

It's not like I told Denver to fire him or something, but I know that Denver did that to allow Jason to be with me more often.

I guess that I should also be a bit worried about the fact that my mate doesn't want to live with me, but I decided to leave it for later.

I walk out of my house, greeting my parents on the way, but they're too busy watching the TV to notice that I'm going out, so I don't bother telling them about it.

They aren't at the house a lot, but they're good parents, so I can forgive them for that.

When I reach the pack house, I let out a breath that I didn't even know that I was holding.

I guess that I was a bit worried that someone will attack me again or something, and knowing what happened to Ava would have helped with that.

But Denver already told me that he won't tell me, and I can't ask Jason if he knows anything about what happened to her right now.

I walk inside of the pack house, and I go straight to Denver's office, but I stop walking when I see that Denver is talking to some guard not far from the stairs.

I wait for a few minutes, until the guard leaves, and then I walk towards him, hoping that he's not busy.

"Jason is ignoring me. What should I do?" I ask him, before he can even greet me, and this makes him frown slightly.

"Is this because I fired him." He asked me and I shrug.

"Most likely." I tell him, and he takes a few seconds to consider what he wants to tell me.

"Give him some time he's most likely trying to adjust to his new routine, and he's a bit upset with me." Denver tells me, and I groan, but I decide to nod anyway.

I guess that I will have to be a bit more patient with my mate, but I'm not a very patient person, so that will be a bit hard for me.

I roll my eyes to myself, while I open the front door of the pack house, and then I hear a chuckle, so I turn around to see why someone is laughing.

"It will make you fall one day." Pascal tells me, and I frown.

"What will make me fall?" I ask him.

"The fact that you roll your eyes this much, and also not looking at your path." Pascal tells me, and I groan slightly, before I continue to walk.

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