When I come out of the bathroom, Bronx is sitting at the breakfast bar waiting for me. He's back to his stoic composed self, looking handsome in a tailored blue suit with an eye patch to match and a crisp, white shirt unbuttoned at the top. I sit next to him and place my hand on his arm. “Bronx, if being trained by witches is the only way to help me, then that is what I need to do. We have to accept that. Elder Henri is right. I don't want to hurt anyone because I don't know what I'm doing or can't control my abilities. I understand your concerns about witches being here, so I think it would be best for me to go to them, if they agree to it. That way they don't have to come here and you don't have to worry about the pack. We just need to come to an agreement with them on what the terms are for me being there.” He rubs his hands on his face and sighs thinking about it. "Alright, Kas, but it would mean we would have to be apart for a while. Henri's pack is too far away for you to come

Bronx's POV I wake up in the morning to find Kas and my bodies are completely intertwined. She didn't wake up once all night. No crying, no nightmares, or screaming. Just peaceful sleep. I nuzzle her sparkly silver hair, breathing in her scent feeling completely content. Feeling her all over me, combined with her scent and our mate bond, I start to get aroused. Saint howls with excitement. "Okay, wake her up so we can mate already!" "Stop it, Saint." "Can we at least mark her?" "Saint, I said knock it off." "Prude." Just then, Kas rolls away from me with a sleepy little groan as she rubs her eyes and opens them. "It's morning already?" "Yeah, Baby. You slept all night! How do you feel?" I sit up and realize her legs are still draped over mine. "Really good!" She sits up and stretches. I see the top buttons of her shirt have come undone. I turn my head with a gulp. My movement makes her look down and gasp. Seeing she's almost exposed, she instinctively turns toward me for pro

The first few days, I let myself wallow in my own misery, moping around the apartment. I don't even shower. I spend a lot of time on the balcony, letting cigarette butts pile up in the ashtray. When I can't stand the silence anymore, I throw myself into work. I get to the office by seven in the morning and leave after eleven at night every day. After three days, I realize Carly is working the same hours to try to keep up and looks exhausted. I let her know she doesn't need to stay the long hours I do, she can work her regular hours. She seems relieved and grateful. Milo and Lenora distract me over the weekend with movies and shopping. I don't need anything for myself, but I picked up some kitchen gadgets for Kas as winter solstice gifts. On day eleven, I woke up ready to train. Saint has the itch to spar, which is bad news for my sparring partners. I get to the training grounds and let the trainers know to queue warriors up so I can burn some energy. They already know what to do whe

I feel my blood start to boil but I know I need to keep my cool. All I can do is blink at her until I feel calm enough to speak. I unintentionally growl as I say. "Lady Camille, are you aware of my Luna's past? I have always promised her we will do everything at her pace. I won't mate with her if she isn't ready." "Stand down, Alpha Regent Bronx Andreas Mason." As she says in a stern tone, using my full name and title, I feel a disorienting sensation cloud my mind, reminding me how powerful she is. "I'm aware that Luna Iokaste has had to endure experiences that were out of her control. We have been counseling her on how to handle her thoughts and emotions related to those events." She stares at me for a long moment, then continues with a softer tone. "I recommend you find a way to give her that control back so you two can...enjoy yourselves. You don't need to have her back here until Sunday morning. The connection between you two and your wolf spirits is important. It is very clear t

Bronx's POV I never imagined how perfect my first time would be. I feel pure contentment as I lay next to Kas, but I also feel lust for more at the same time. Kas has an arm and a leg draped over me. I use my fingertips to gently caress her arm as we admire each other. Her beautiful violet eyes look tired, which is expected. A first shift takes a lot out of you. There was still a glint of mischief in there too. I take her hand and kiss it. "You're amazing." I smile at her as I tuck some sparkly stray hairs behind her ear. "You called me your little goddess." She smiles sleepily. “Well, you're mine and you are a goddess, aren't you?” “Yeah, I suppose that's true." She muses, looking into the distance. “And compared to just about the rest of the world, except maybe fairies and tree sprites, you are little." I tease. "That makes you my little goddess.” "Hey! I've grown half an inch since I've been here." She giggles at me. I wrap my arms around her and pull her closer so I can pe