Racing Destiny (Dirt Track Dogs Book 5) by P. Jameson Page B

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    She turned the corner to her room, and stopped short, her heart slamming against her ribs.
    Diz leaned against her door, looking worn and frazzled. His head snapped up when he scented her, and his eyes softened at the corners.
    Destiny swallowed her panic. He could surely smell the young. He’d know the truth right away.
    “We need to talk.” His voice was both harsh and beautiful, and reminded her how much she’d missed him. How could one week feel like years?
    She glanced around. They couldn’t do this in the hall. Even though it was an employee wing, she didn’t want anyone witnessing her private issues.
    She nodded and reached around him to open the door. He didn’t budge an inch but she managed to get the door open even with his gaze boring into her. She squeezed past him and he followed, shutting them in.
    Destiny fidgeted with her laptop, closing the screen and squaring it up with the corner of her desk.
    Diz broke the silence. “After you left, I went searching for my mate.”
    “I know. Punk told me when I called.”
    He seemed surprised by the information.
    “Did you find her?”
    Maybe that’s why he’d come. To tell her in person. He didn’t look happy. But he wouldn’t be happy about hurting her. Destiny knew he cared, even if he couldn’t commit to her.
    He nodded. “I did.”
    Destiny’s stomach dropped. She felt ill, even though she’d prepared herself to hear the news.
    “But it didn’t happen the way I thought it would.”
    She nodded, looking away. She should say something. Congratulate him. What kind of friend was she if she couldn’t be happy for him?
    But all she could think about was his three young growing inside her and how this would affect them.
    She took a deep, shaking breath, ready to tell him the truth.
    But he made an odd sound. Not quite a laugh. “Nothing in my life has ever gone the way I thought it would. For example, I never thought I’d manage to hurt you when what I wanted was to love you.”
    Destiny crossed her arms, hoping to shield her heart from his words. This wasn’t going to be easy.
    The most precious things never come easy .
    Not now! Please .
    She squeezed her eyes closed, feeling that sixth sense fade away. Thank god. She couldn’t deal with her gift right now.
    When she opened them, Diz had stepped closer. “I never imagined you leaving would be the best thing to ever happen to us.”
    Destiny reeled from his hurtful words. Why would he be so cruel? Her eyes filled with unwanted tears.
    “Or that the female I’d chosen to be mine was also the one fate had chosen.” He stared hard at her, and he was so close his scent was all she could smell.
    But she didn’t understand.
    “That night… after we made love…”
    Is that what they’d done? She’d loved him, but it wasn’t mutual.
    “I fought with my wolf. Fought for you. Those moments when I was inside you, they changed me, Dessy. You became my whole world. I couldn’t imagine wanting anyone more than I wanted you. But my animal wouldn’t let me mark you like I needed to. Loyal to a fault, is what the Elder said. But I wrestled him down, and I discovered what I needed to do if I was ever going to make you mine.”
    Destiny was frozen in place, her heart waiting to be pushed over a ledge.
    But his gaze changed, turning soft, nearly desperate.
    “If I wanted to be with you, I had to find my intended and prove to my animal that I’d made my choice, and you were it. I had to find her, and deny her. Then I was coming for you, Dessy. The only problem was, you left without letting me explain. You’re always running away. Not anymore, understand. Not from me. Not ever.”
    She shook her head, half wanting to deny his words. It was too dangerous to believe he’d chosen her.
    “No. I had to go. I couldn’t stand between you and your intended. I wanted you to be happy.” Her voice broke.
    His forehead creased. “At what price, baby?” He looked down at her stomach.
    Her hand flew