TRISTAN VAN LORNE POV
I haven’t been able to get her out of my head, and Tank has been growing more restless since the kiss. It set something off in me, and I can’t stop looking at the faces I pass as I tour the pack in hopes of finding her.
There was something familiar about her face, but I couldn’t place it.
Martin and Courtney are annoying the hell out of me, constantly teasing me about a girl with no name. That maybe she was my mate.
I scoffed.
She wasn’t my mate. I didn’t feel the mate pull, but there was something there. I just haven’t figured it out yet.
Both Courtney and Martin have also been acting strangely. Martin, more so.
Courtney has been running away, tracking on her own a lot, while Martin has been increasingly distant and moody. What was going on with us?
I don’t
