Chapter 36

 

Once I’m ready, Delilah lets me know the doctor stopped by and said I could go see Bronx.

As we walk down the hall, I take a deep breath and steady myself for whatever his reaction is going to be to seeing me. She gives my hand a squeeze when we get to the door of his room.

“We will be here waiting,” she murmurs in my ear.

I smile and nod as Tyree opens the door to let me in.

Bronx is sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs hanging off the side. He is holding an ice pack up to the side of his face. I don’t know why he is holding it on that side because the side he isn’t covering looks pretty swollen too. His nose was broken but someone reset it so it could heal faster. His eye is swollen, so he’s barely able to open it halfway. Since he doesn’t have an eye on the other side, I assume he can’t see much of anything.

They must have taken his shirt off for the exam. He is covered in scrapes, cuts, and bruises that Saint is still healing. There are also burn marks covering his wrists and arms.

I thought that maybe when I saw him, that would be when I would feel some remorse, but I don’t. I still feel justified in my actions.

“Come here, Kas,” he holds his hand out to me.

“A-are you mad?” I ask tentatively.

“Not anymore. Please, come here,” he waves his hand, bidding me to come to him.

I step forward and place my hand in his. I feel our comforting sparks as he pulls me toward him until I am leaning against his chest. He takes his arm and wraps it around me, then puts down the ice pack so he can wrap the other one around me, too.

“B-Bronx, I’m going to tell you the same thing I told Marco and James,” I sigh as I hug him back, “I’m not sorry. I would do this again if it meant I would stop you from committing crimes and preventing a war. I would do it again in a heartbeat.”

“I know and I’m proud of you for standing up to me,” he rubs my back slowly and purrs as he speaks in my ear, “You were amazing. I understand now why Saint says I was made for you. No one else could have survived...well...whatever came over you. 1 don’t know that you could have ever gotten that mad at anyone else.” 2

“So, you’re really not mad?” I ask, trying to gauge if he is being sincere or if he is about to break my neck.

“I’m really not mad. In fact, I’m impressed you could beat me. It was all kind of a blur between the time you dragged me out of Lenora’s office and getting to the training ring. But once I lunged at you that first time, I knew exactly what I was doing. Tyree showed me the video. You did everything perfectly.”

“I am so confused right now,” I chuckle at him as he pulls me onto his lap and nuzzles my cheek.

“Kas, you know how Lex always says you two are a warrior child of the Moon Goddess?”

“Yeah?”

how true that is. You fought for what is right and you won. The thought

rush. You did what you had to do to stop me. There isn’t a single werewolf in this world that could find fault in how you handled that situation,” I feel his arms tighten around me,

exactly?” I feel my brow furrow

me from doing something really stupid,” he pulls away from our hug and gives me a deep kiss, “I love

obviously love you too, Bronx Mason,” I want to touch his face

to stay a couple hours to make sure my eye opens up

just heal you,” I shake my head, not understanding why he

throat, “ I want you to sit here with me. We can come up with

to do about

Well, would you like to have this conversation over

the time for me to chew anything,” he nods

happy to bring us some food. Then I let Marco, James and Delilah know I'm going to sit with Bronx for a while. Delilah is so relieved to hear that Bronx isn’t upset

substitute guards. I offer Musu the suite next to our apartment, so Marco

room. I make Bronx sit back and relax. I sit on the bed facing him while

Bronx’s POV

sit properly, even though I would rather pace the room. She climbs on to the bed and pulls the tray table between us, like a little

we need to come up with some sort

of strategy were you

I promise not to hurt this Tessa woman and promise not to start a war, will you trust me to handle the Santoros?”

trying to decide if she can hold me to my word

you doing, Bronx?” Saint asks suspiciously.

Kas says after she swallows

sigh, trying to

she tilts her head with

in this case. So, there has been so much

tell you about the

jerk want?” she asks, taking another

deep breath and pray to the Moon Goddess this doesn’t backfire, “I’m sending you back to Silver Moon while the

” Saint growls in my mind, “You can’t send our mate back to that Hell hole!

I don’t want her here when the

crumbs off, and picks up my milkshake. She holds one finger up indicating she needs me to wait a second. When she is done with the sip, she stands up on the bed and pours the entire milkshake over my head.

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