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.

 

me. "What?" No, like seriously, what the fuck? | think | would have rather he told me he was

 

answer my question. His eye darts around, avoiding my glare, as he gulps hard and

 

cracks and he clears his throat,

 

did this on purpose. He hurt me on

Lex’s and mine combined. That's all | feel. | pull away from Bronx as he desperately tries to hold

 

can explain. I-" he

 

grabs me and roughly yanks me to the

 

“HOW DARE YOU HURT MY KAS!" The windows rattle and the floor shakes

 

shifted without me even

 

Saint too! Please don't hurt our mate!" | plead with her, trying to pull on her consciousness,

 

his tracks when he sees Lex, nearly feral, towering over Bronx. Lex doesn't answer me, she just howls and charges full speed 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

 

thing keeping us warm. She is deep into

 

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

 

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

 

quilts and sheepskins. She stands in

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