Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Kennedy

I wake up alone. At first, I’m disoriented, not recognizing the room I’m in. Then, it all comes back to me. My birthday, Quirin, returning to his pack, completing our bond.

I smile, shifting and feeling the soreness that still lingers between my thighs. I knew my first time would hurt. I’ve worked in the hospital, been around my mother talking to young she–wolves all my life. So, I knew there would be pain. What I hadn’t expected was the intense pleasure of that would come first from Raif’s venom, and then from feeling Quirin’s emotions.

I’d felt his awe, his pride, his pleasure at being mated to me, at being inside me. I’d felt his desperate need to make me his. I’d also felt that he doesn’t feel worthy of having me for a mate and his guilt at what he considers selfishness by claiming me. If that makes him selfish, I guess we both are.

Yes. I’d felt the sting of my body tearing when he’d first entered me. But after that, the pleasure that shot through my entire body was so strong, that I didn’t even remember the pain and definitely didn’t know that I was bleeding.

I don’t know if everyone has continual orgasms; long, strong, powerful pleasure bombs that just continue to explode in your body, making you feel almost separated from your physical self. It was the most intense, pleasurable experience I’ve ever had.

Until it wasn’t.

I think at first it was because of the pain, but then it was because of the beauty of our I hadn’t realized that I was cryin mating. I’d struggled to grasp the pure ecstasy of connecting to Quirin and Raif. It was so beautiful, so intense, that the tears had continued to drip down my

I think the tears could have been explained away, but then Quirin smelled the blood and that’s when his mind had closed off

to me. I’d felt the anger, the darkness inside of him flooding back in, and he’d shut me out, not letting me feel it.

I wanted to talk to him, to tell him

I was okay, but he would barely look at me. Hopefully, we can talk today and I can let him know that I’m healing. Echo is a strong wolf. She and I were both prepared for this.

“You’ll be completely healed by tomorro

can make us feel, I’m all for it,‘ Echo

says.

Raif want to show

my eyes and stretch, thinking about

don’t you think Echo?‘ I ask her

used to him being inside us can you

every night imagine how much

mor

often. That way, I’ll

the pillow beside me and turn, seeing a note from Quirin.

‘Little Pup,‘

to hate

a little pup inside us last night and we can give him someone else to call Little Pup, just like

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would, Erho says.

my woll. She’s so

you,’ she smirke.

back at the note

Little Pup.

could still smell blood on you this morning, so I didn’t wake you for warrior training. Why don’t

Yours,

Q

thumb over the ‘Yours’. He IS mine. I’ve wanted this man for as long as I can remember and now,

mine.

look back up at the comment about ‘warrior training. I need to talk to Quirin about that. He mentioned it when we arrived last night, and I didn’t have a chance

wash my hair, anxious to get the residual hairspray out of it. I grab my toiletries bag and unpack my things, finding space

done, I look at the room. My bags and my presents are all set against one wall. The gifts remind me of Quirin’s

walk over and open my suitcase, looking for something to wear today. I hear my phone ping and I search for it, not remembering where I left it. I finally find my clutch purse near the loveseat in the bedroom, lying on the floor.

the screen and see a

ext from Connor.

to hear that you’re okay, but he won’t call. I, on the other hand, have no such qualms about

Well, better than

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