Kas’s POV

 

Coffee and dark chocolate. Mochaccino. | smell it before | open my eyes. Bronx. My mate. He came home. He asked me not to leave. | have a pounding headache from crying but | feel myself being calmed by his scent. | clutch his shirt tight and pull it closer to my nose breathing in deeply. | feel his hand gently rubbing my back.

 

"You awake, Baby?" | hear his rough voice from outside the cocoon he has me wrapped in. |nod my head and he opens up his large arms, so he can look at me.

 

"You ready to talk?" He asks gently, as he brushes my bangs out of my eyes.

 

"| don't know," | tell him honestly, "| don't want to cry anymore."

 

Bronx sighs deeply and shakes his head like he's not sure what to say. He rubs his hands on his face before he continues, "Kas, I-I have some confessions to make and I'm sure you're going to be mad but | need to tell you."

 

“Confessions?” | squeak out.

 

“Oh my Goddess, is he seriously about to say he has been cheating on us?!” Lex starts to growl, “How did we not smell another she wolf on him?!”

 

| feel myself stiffen at Lex's revelation, bracing myself for whatever Bronx is about to Say.

 

up from the ground to look at me. "What?" No, like seriously, what the fuck? | think | would have rather he told me he was cheating on me, "W-why would you

 

avoiding my glare, as he gulps hard and

 

ordered the pack members to exclude you from helping around the packhouse," his voice cracks and he clears his throat, "except for Delilah. She has been keeping an

 

stand at the admission. He did this on purpose. He hurt me

this way. Hopelessness turns into disbelief turns into pure rage. Lex’s and mine combined. That's all | feel. | pull away from Bronx as he desperately tries to hold on to

 

| can explain. I-" he

 

shriek. Lex has had enough. She grabs me and roughly yanks me to the back

 

KAS!" The windows rattle and the floor shakes

 

We shifted without me even realizing

 

Lex, if you hurt Bronx, you hurt Saint too! Please don't hurt our mate!" | plead with her, trying to pull on her consciousness, “just leave. Please,

 

out the bay window. Breaking it into a million pieces as she crashes through. She lands easily from the third story, running without a break in her stride, straight into the woods. | can hear the thundering paws of Saint behind us, along with

 

glad we are in wolf form because Lex's fur is the only thing keeping us warm. She is deep into the woods

 

at least find shelter. It's going to be subzero

 

me if she wanted to right now, but she does slow to a walk to get her bearings. Her breath visible even in the darkness. The woods are thick in this part of the territory. We can hear Blood River in the distance, off to the right. Other than that, no familiar sights or scents can be found. We can’t hear any wolves around us either, which seems to be satisfactory to her. There’s a path off to the left, she sniffs then follows it up a hill. At the top, there is a little cabin. She sniffs the air again. It seems to be

 

quilts and sheepskins. She stands in front

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