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.

 

upset,” he flicks his eye up from the ground to look at me. "What?" No, like seriously, what the fuck? | think | would

 

avoiding my glare, as he gulps hard and continues to

 

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

 

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

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-"

 

me and roughly yanks me to the back of

 

“HOW DARE YOU HURT MY KAS!" The windows rattle and the floor shakes as her voice booms. Our heart is drumming

 

very small and very afraid. We shifted without me even realizing it. Lex's voice was now

 

our mate!" | plead with her, trying to pull on her consciousness, “just leave. Please, just leave. That is what we

 

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 at least two or three others, presumably James and Marco right behind

 

thing keeping us warm. She is deep into

 

find shelter. It's going to be subzero temperatures soon. Your paws will get frostbite," | tried to reason with

 

I'm not sure she could answer 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

 

one has been here in a long time. There's a small bed in the corner, covered in quilts and sheepskins. She stands in front of the bed and finally lets us shift back into my human form. Which is great and all, but it is negative degrees outside and I’m freaking naked. | rummage through a trunk next

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