When I come out of the bathroom, Bronx is sitting at the breakfast bar waiting for me. He's back to his stoic composed self, looking handsome in a tailored blue suit with an eye patch to match and a crisp, white shirt unbuttoned at the top. I sit next to him and place my hand on his arm.

 

“Bronx, if being trained by witches is the only way to help me, then that is what I need to do. We have to accept that. Elder Henri is right. I don't want to hurt anyone because I don't know what I'm doing or can't control my abilities. I understand your concerns about witches being here, so I think it would be best for me to go to them, if they agree to it. That way they don't have to come here and you don't have to worry about the pack. We just need to come to an agreement with them on what the terms are for me being there.”

 

He rubs his hands on his face and sighs thinking about it, "Alright, Kas, but it would mean we would have to be apart for a while. Henri's pack is too far away for you to come home. I only agree to this if you are permanently home by winter solstice. Until then, I would come visit as often as I can but I do have a pack and business to run. I can't be there as often as either of us would like.”

 

I feel a pang in my heart thinking about being away from Bronx, "Would James and Marco be with me at least?”

 

“Without a doubt. There is no way you are going without them there. They are my two best personal security guards. They're loyal and I trust them with your life. They would never let me down.”

 

“Okay then. Let's go talk to the Elders."

 

He nods and takes my hand. He gives me one more sweet, lingering kiss before we head downstairs.

 

Bronx's POV

 

I was caught off guard when Kas kissed me. Honestly, I had been worried it would be too stressful if I tried to kiss her first. She is right. I have been underestimatin her and treating her like a bomb that would go off at any second. I need to trust her and have more faith in her. I also need to figure out how to let her in without either of us getting hurt and that's fully on me. °

 

I can't deny her an opportunity to learn more about her past and receive training to control her abilities. That would be cruel in different ways than she has been treated before.

 

We get to the conference room as the Elders are filing in and taking their seats.

 

you enough for your guidance. My Luna and I have discussed the matter and yes, Henri, we believe it would be beneficial for her to receive training from the coven you were speaking

 

to make sure they are all in agreement and following all the laws. Henri stays behind after everyone else has left. "Let's discuss over dinner, old friend," I clap him on

 

your apartment, Bronx," Kas asks, her face lights up at the thought

 

don't need

 

people. I'll even make dessert. It's just the three of us right? It won't be a problem at all," she begs with an excited

 

send an omega

 

you then," he smiles, looking from me

 

suspiciously as Kas goes through the pantry pulling out what she needs. I convince Kas to let two omegas bring everything up to my apartment, along with a full set of pots, pans, and cooking

 

her eye. I'm more of

 

there's no stopping her. The apartment smells like

 

not your mate's only abilities, Bronx," he and I both laugh heartily as

 

I had the omegas bring up a bottle of wine but I don't know much about

 

cabernet sauvignon and take it to the seating area. I'm not much of a drinker since I only have part of a liver. The doctor estimates

 

is kind 0f a special occasion, so a glass won't be the

 

elected to the Council. Aside from Milo and Reggie, he is one of my best friends even if we don't get to see each other often. We catch up with each other's lives while we sip the wine. Kas brings over some shrimp cocktail for us to munch on while we wait. Henri and I are so engrossed

 

until she comes over to let us know it's

 

the table, there are two plates with a

 

a cream sauce. The third plate has grilled chicken and asparagus. Even though Kas has been doing much better with eating a wider variety of foods, her stomach was not at the

 

bite, "Bronx, are you sure this lady is not a Michelin rated chef?

 

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