Lenora stands and unlocks the apartment door. James is pacing the hall and rushes inside as soon as he is allowed entry.

 

“My Love!" he exclaims when he sees Delilah bundled up on the sofa. He kneels down and caresses her face, giving her little kisses. “Oh, Puppy. Don't worry. I'm okay," she smiles as he comes to her side.

 

“James, you can take her wrapped in the blanket so she won't get cold. | will get it back some other time," | offer.

 

"It's alright, Luna. My truck is out front,” he carefully unwraps his mate from her cocoon and hands the blanket to me before picking her up bridal style. Lenora drapes his coat over her.

 

“Delilah, | will come see you tomorrow if you're feeling better,” | tell her.

 

“Thank you, Kas," she says sleepily, leaning into James’ chest. James gingerly walks out of the apartment so he can take his mate home and care for her. | pang of guilt strikes my heart. | am not able to heal Delilah because she is not a werewolf. She is a powerful witch, but what she did for me this evening took so much out of her. | have to find a way to make it up to her.

 

"Did you hear that?" Lenora asked with a smirk as soon as they're gone.

 

"Hear what?" | ask, looking at her with confusion.

 

"Delilah calls James 'Puppy’,” Lenora giggles at the thought of big burly James being called a puppy.

 

| collect myself | turn to Lenora, "Okay, no more

 

“Hospital wing.”

 

Worry starts to build

 

sighs, “Saint won't shift back

 

or can't?" I'm not sure how | know

 

Kas, maybe you can

 

wrapped my blanket around me without knowing | was doing it. The doctor meets us in

 

you're here. We've tried to speak with Alpha Bronx's wolf, but for some reason, he doesn't seem to be able to communicate with

can't figure out why. Other than the muscle weakness, he seems to be healthy, albeit a little irritable. But that isn't unusual for our Alpha," the doctor explains to us as we walk down the hall. We stop in front of a patient room

 

ask, but | understand you had

 

Doctor. Thank you for letting me know

 

Bronx to come forward...or if it is Bronx that is the one who is not in the right state of mind, "Lenora

 

hulking form is on alow kennel cot. He lifts his head as | come in and looks at me sleepily with his single vibrant green eye. His tail thumps against the cot and he starts to whine with a yawn when he sees me approach. Joy fills my heart at the sight of him. Mate's don't usually spend time together in opposite forms, but seeing him in front of me reminds me that | love him just as much as Bronx. ; “Hi Saint," | whisper soothingly, "The doctor said maybe you're not feeling well. Can |

 

Sweetheart, let me come to you," | assure him and step

 

him. | lean against his big barreled chest and wrap my arms around his neck. He has the same coffee and

 

So has Bronx," | murmur

 

nuzzles my face and gives me a small lick on the cheek before wrapping his giant body around me, effectively wrapping me into a white wolf cocoon. His face is leaning up against mine as | run

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