Chapter 73

Del's POV

"For starters, I was never looking for a platonic mate, as you continued to assume," Rocco started, without so much as taking a second to think about it.

I guessed he could've been considering what to say to me the entire time he was trapped in his wolf form.

"The second bed was always for Oscar—Ryder, as he's decided he would rather be called. I still haven't gotten used to calling him that, but I guess I don't have time to talk about that." He gestured between us, and I felt a bit guilty for a minute.

"I caught your scent in the dorms a few months before we met when I was helping Ebony move some things. I didn't realize it was yours, and I was in a dark place, so they didn't tell me until the day of that damn barbecue. I was going to come looking for you after the party was over—though I didn't know it was you, exactly, that I would be looking for."

My eyebrows lifted high. "Ebony didn't tell me that."

"The pack does a decent job at ke