Chapter 175 Junk

• Gabe
• My wolf and I hadn’t spoken much since our mate had died. He’d been quiet and I had been too busy wallowing in my own pain. I didn’t see his pain or acknowledge the fact that he’d lost his mate too. I didn’t check on him and a wave of guilt washed over me. I’d been a shitty friend to Adea, and I’d neglected my wolf.
• I promised myself I’d make it up to Felix when we got back to the packhouse. He loved these runs even more than I did, I would make them a priority. We would never get over Olivia, but I hoped he could speak to me if he needed to. I would be better, I wouldn’t be that friend who put their feelings before those important to them.