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.

 

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

 

around, avoiding my glare,

 

the pack members to exclude you from helping around the packhouse," his voice cracks and he clears his

 

this on purpose. He hurt me on

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

 

| can explain. I-" he

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

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

 

what the commotion is. He stops in 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 stride, straight into the

 

heavily now. I'm glad we are in wolf form because Lex's fur is the only thing keeping

 

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

 

this part of the territory. We can hear Blood River in the distance, off to the right. Other than

 

the corner, covered in quilts and sheepskins. She stands in front of the bed and finally lets us shift back into my human

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