#Chapter 126 Complications
Nathan POV
"Why are you nervous?"
Lindy was barely whispering; her voice was little more than a breath against my ear while she clung to my arm with both of hers. I couldn't have fit a dollar bill between her body and mine. She was determined to be as close to me as possible regardless of what I wanted.
"It's complicated."
Patrick Flores was a clever wolf who gave off an oily quality I'd never liked.
When I'd been officially dating Rachel, my parents had expressed more than once how little they liked him themselves. We had fought a few times even.
I knew my mom and dad only wanted the best for me, but Rachel had been my whole world. I'd loved her as much as a fated mate. More because I chose her. Fate didn't push Rachel into my arms.
Our love felt more real to me than the---gnawing feeling I got whenever Lindy pressed herself against me, thrust herself into my space, rubbed all over me so her scent overwhelmed my senses entirely.
