“Are you hurt, Baby?” Bronx asks, wiping the blood from my face with his sleeve. 

 

I shake my head no, but I’m having trouble finding words. I look down and wipe my hands on my dress, the blood drops smear. I can feel tears stinging my eyes as I look at Bronx. Someone killed that man. My mouth opens and closes a couple of times but I can’t seem to form words.

 

“Francis, please get the Luna in the car. I will tell the police if they need a statement, they need to come to the hotel. I'll get the list of detectives so we can get them cleared through MasonCo before we let anyone up to see her,” I hear Bronx say. I feel Francis gently guiding me.

 

“Kas, Baby, it's going to be alright. I will be there in just a minute, okay?” Bronx says to me as Francis leads me away into the sedan.

 

Bronx’s POV

 

Of course, I leave Kas alone for one minute and trouble follows. I will say, thank the Goddess she has had such good self-defense training. It probably saved her life. I look at the assholes Kas attacked. You wouldn't know the damage was caused by a five-foot-three she-wolf. It may as well have been James or Marco to do this to them.

 

I talk to the police and have them send a list of detectives who will want to speak to her directly to my head of security for MasonCo’s Paris office. I then contact the office to let them know what's going on and request they have a private werewolf doctor come to the hotel right away.

 

I get in the car. As soon as the door closes, Francis starts racing to the hotel. Kas looks like she is in shock now. I pull her into my lap and cover her with my jacket.

 

to me. Are you alright?” I turn her face to look

 

me,” she says blankly. She’s looking at me but she might as well bea thousand miles away. I pull her close to me and rub

 

somehow this goes to court, I need to know if

 

sister?” she says looking out

 

is she talking about? We haven't found any of her

 

door. I carry Kas through the kitchen and up a service elevator to our suite. Francis stays outside to screen anyone

 

I start the shower and help her step inside. I realize she is just standing there, in

 

in with her. Please Goddess, don’t

 

burst inside her. She’s hysterical. I pull her close and wrap my arms around

 

That man died because of me,” she

 

hostages. He died because of his greed

 

a washcloth and clean the rest of the blood off her face and arms. I help her out of the shower and into a soft fluffy

 

bunch of questions

 

help calm her nerves if she needs it. I thank him and show him to the door just as Francis is ready to

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