yesterday, he’d told himself he would not jump into anything. He wanted to see if they truly matched as a couple—God, did three people even make a couple?—and if he didn’t disturb the balance between Sebastian and Marcus. True enough, they’d comforted him in his time of need. He unwillingly shuddered as images of the day before flashed through his mind. God, how could he have allowed that to happen?
The two spirit wolves seemed to sense his turmoil as they stirred from their slumber. “Paulie?” Sebastian asked. “Is everything all right?”
Paulie took a deep breath, focusing to calm down. “Everything is fine. I just need to go to my room for a bit to…” He scrambled for some explanation, for some reason reluctant to tell them the truth. “To clean up,” he finished lamely.
He could feel their eyes on him and knew they didn’t believe him.
“Okay, babe,” Marcus said quietly. “Would you like us to take you there so that you don’t run into anyone on the way?”
For the first time, Paulie turned to look at the two men and offered them a weak smile. “I’d like that.”
As promised, Marcus and Sebastian wrapped him back in a thick robe and sped him to his room. Paulie waved them away and 54
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promised to meet up with them later. As they left, he closed the door to his room and collapsed against the floor.
Paulie didn’t want to run away. He didn’t want to hide, but just leaning on others wouldn’t help either. God, he felt so very torn up inside, so confused and frightened. He recalled their touches the night before. It had been amazing, but at the same time, focused all on him.
What did that mean? He really might spoil Sebastian and Marcus’s relationship. No, he refused to do it. He already cared about them, and getting in the way of their love for each other was folly.
The robe he wore smelled like Sebastian engulfing him in his mate’s scent and providing undesired comfort. Paulie tore it off. He couldn’t do this, not now. How long would it take for another patient to kill himself because of Paulie’s inability to compose himself?
Paulie couldn’t afford to have a mental breakdown—more than he already did. His dad was right. His patients needed him. Marcus and Sebastian didn’t. Therefore, his love life would have to wait.
Paulie hastened to the bathroom and turned on the shower. He rushed to wash every inch of his body, but the ghost of his mates’
touches still lingered, chastising him for his choice. “You’re still running away, Paulie,” a voice inside him said. “You’re running away from them.”
Pushing the voice aside, Paulie finished his preparations and dressed in one of his doctor’s outfits. He would not let this thing defeat him. With his mind still wrapped around what happened
“downstairs,” he could not even think of romance.
Finally done, Paulie left his room and headed toward the lab. It was early, so his dad hadn’t gotten there yet. The guards greeted him with slight apprehension, but Paulie somehow found the strength to give them all moderately reassuring replies. He’d thought he’d managed to put up quite a good show, at least until his father showed up.
“Paulie? What’s going on? The guards told me you were here and acting strangely.”
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Paulie blinked at his father, all the while mentally cursing spirit wolf abilities. “Nothing’s going on,” he replied. “I came to work.”
His dad shook his head. “No. Absolutely not. You’re going back to bed, and that’s final.”
Paulie gaped. His father seemed to be getting more and more overbearing by the second. Did Sebastian and Marcus’s make it so?
By now, Drew surely knew about it. Either way, his dad had no right to give him orders like this. “Dad, you’re overreacting!” he shot back.
“Stop it and let me speak for a minute.”
His dad took a deep breath and nodded. “I’m listening.”
“Look, Dad, you can’t
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