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.

 

my giggle. Once | collect myself | turn to Lenora, "Okay,

 

“Hospital wing.”

 

Worry starts to build in my

 

sighs, “Saint

 

sure how | know to

 

Kas, maybe you can

 

walk briskly down to the hospital wing. | realize, | wrapped my blanket around me without knowing |

 

he doesn't seem to be able to communicate with us. Beta Milo had to bring him back

but we 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

 

uncomfortable to ask, but | understand you had

 

feel awkward, Doctor. Thank you for letting me

 

kind of state of mind Saint is in that he won't allow Bronx to come forward...or if it is Bronx

 

the door. | quietly step inside gently closing the door behind me. The room is dimly lit. Saint's 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

 

let me come to you," | assure him and step over to where he

 

back on the cot, allowing me to crawl onto it with him. | lean against his big barreled chest and wrap my arms around his neck. He has the

 

| murmur

 

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 my fingers through his soft coat and nuzzle my face on the thick fur of

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