Chapter b146 /b

    That was a much more difficult question to answer. Chase and I had been moving toward something like friendship before the kiss ruined everything. Now, I wasn’t so such what I wanted, especially if he was going to try something like that again.

    “Let’s just focus on getting you well,” I said.

    He turned toward me. “What if I promise not to try to kiss you again?” he said, then shed me a grin I

    was slowly growing more ustomed to. “Unless you want me to, of course.”

    I gave him a t look in reply. “That’s not going to happen.”

    “It was a joke.” His smile started to falter.

    With a sigh, I shook my head and said, “If you promise not to try to kiss me again, I’ll think about it.”

    “Great,” he said, his grin returning full force. “It’s a deal then.”

    Lifting the injection, I stuck him in the arm with the needle before he could make any morements.

    “Ouch!” he said, wincing.

    I rolled my eyes. The man’s healing factor might have been low, but he was still a werewolf. Their pain threshold was so much higher than most. He likely didn’t even feel the prick of the needle.

    He just wanted attention, like a toddler with a tummy ache. Well, I wasn’t going to kiss it better, if that

    was what he wanted.

    Surprisingly, he didn’t tease about that.

    Instead, after a moment, his expression fell again, back to that same remorseful look.

    I’d thought I’d seen thest of it, given that we more or less had made up from the day before. Yet in that instant, he seemed somehow even more glum than he had before.

    This made me wonder if there was something else going on with him.

    After the second injection, he gave no indication that he even felt it.

    “Chase,” I said, when I’d finished and the needles were safely discarded. “Is everything alright?”

    He startled, looking at me sharply. “Why wouldn’t it be?”

    “Well, it’s just… You are acting somewhat strange…”

    Heughed then, too hard and too loud to be genuine.

    “You’re imagining thingsb,/b” he said. “We done?b” /b

    “Yeah,” I said. “You’ll need to return tomorrow…”

    “I’ve got my appointment times stored in my phone,” he said. He held it up as if ito /ishow me, but then it buzzed in his hand. He quickly put it away.

    To me, there definitely seemed to be something going on, but without calling him out again, I wasn’t sure how to get him to talk. And calling him out hadn’t worked the first time, why would it work again?

    “Thanks, doc,” he said, on his way to the door.

    Out in the hallway, he bumped into Julian. I held my breath, expecting a fight. Instead, Chase just stumbled away and kept walking toward the exit, mumbling, “Sorry,” under his breath.

    Julian traded confused nces with me as we both watch Chase leave.

    “What was that about?” he asked me.

    “I don’t know,i” /iI admitted. “He was acting strangely from the start.”

    “Because of yesterdayb?/b”

    “He apologized for yesterday…” I said.

    b“/bbI /bwonder…i” /iJulian started.

    I looked at him when he didn’t finish. “What?”

    He didn’t specify. Instead, he just gave me a sad kind of look. “Honestly, I don’t know. And I kind of hope

    I’m wrong.”

    “But…?”

    He lightly shook his head. “I’ll keep it to myself for now. It’s not the kind of thing I want to be right about.”

    I guessed, for now, I had to ept that. But I hope he would share what he suspected sometime soon.

    Chase’s POV

    Chase opened his phone, reading the message from Olivia.

    Did you fix things with Amber yet?

    He closed it without replying.