Chapter 3

Bronx’s POV

she has kept the bedroom door locked all night for the past several nights and this morning, didn’t come out until she was completely dressed and ready to go. I know it’s a useless plea, but I have to at least try to stop my mate from getting hurt again. “Yes, I’m sure, Bronx. Lex and I are ready this time,” Kas says defiantly, crossing her arms in front o f her chest, “Now let’s go, we’re going to be late.” Yeah. She’s still mad. 1 I sigh, and rub my hands on my face in frustration before letting them drop heavily and moving out of the way so she can leave. I can tell from her demeanor Lex is still influencing her. If that’s the case, nothing I say is going to make a difference. “This is bullshit, Bronx,” Saint growls, “Why does she want to do this so badly?” “She wants to prove herself to the pack, and she thinks this is how,” I explain to him, “The way we treated her the other day doesn’t

as I think you are,” he muses. 1 When I open the door, Kas’s personal guards, James and Marco, are already standing in the hall, ready to escort her. They give me a respectful nod, then pull her forward so they can speak with her privately. Honestly, she doesn’t really need guards anymore. She can take care of herself if she needs to, but trouble has a tendency to find her, so it gives me peace of mind knowing they have her back. James and Marco are two of my best warriors. James specializes in hand to hand combat and Marco is a master marksman. They both served with me in the military, so I know how capable and

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