The next day we meet with the Betas and Gammas in Bronx's office first thing in the morning. They all agree on something right away. I don't get to leave the packhouse unless I have two security guards at all times. We don't know where Ryan or his dad are. Bronx is not willing to take any chances.
Ashley picks up her phone and laptop and goes to the back of the office where there is a small conference table. She comes back a few minutes later with a smile on her face.
“All set. They'll be here in fifteen minutes," she says cheerfully.
“Good work, Ashley. Alright team, next order of business. We have to do research and figure out why Kas has powers and if there is anything we need to do to make accommodations for her," Bronx says, "Kas, tell us what you have experienced so far. Please.”
“Violet? Like the color of Kas's eyes?" Ashley asks. Her voice is thick with skepticism. “Yeah, Ashley, other than the flower, there are not a whole lot of definitions of violet," Lenora teases. Reggie looks up from the book he's referencing, "Kas, what did you say your dad's name was?” “Andy. Why?” Reggie nudges Bronx who leans over the book and reads aloud, "Selene was so enamored with the way Endymion looked while he was sleeping in a cave on Mount Latmus that she asked Zeus to allow her to have a relationship with him. Oh, holy shit.” “Mount Latmus? Like my last name?" I'm a bit confused. “Kas, what if Andy is like some sort of shortened, modernized version of Endymi
I pick up the bag and walk down to Kas's suite. Hopefully, I can convince her to accept the gift. She seems weird about money, but I don't understand why. I want to spend it on her. Down to my last penny and according to my accountants, I have a lot of pennies. After the incident at the mall, I don't think she knows just how much Lenora and Ashley bought for her. They left some pajamas and casual clothes in her suite for her, but the rest they hung up or put in drawers in the closet room of my apartment. They even had a custom upholstered bench added to the closet, so it will be more comfortable when the girls are in there. I decide I probably shouldn't mention it to Kas for now. She would find out eventually. As I think about the closet, I wonder if I could convince Kas to move into the apartment with me or if it is too soon. I just want to be able to spend
"So she had powers before her wolf woke up?" Elder Randall questions after Kas tells the Elders her story. He sounds suspicious of Kas's claims. "Randall, Kas is sitting right here. Please address her directly. She doesn't have a rank right now, but she is Blood River's future Luna Regent," I scold the old man. Randall gets a sour look on his face at being corrected and huffs at me. There are fifteen werewolves from around the world on the Elder Council, making up the international governing body for all werewolf kind. They are former Alphas and Alpha Regents who have been elected to their council positions after they turned their packs over to their successors. There are many who believe I will be elected to the Council one day. Only time will tell. The knowledge of
"Let's break gentlemen. Take the time you need for lunch, tea, follow up on pack business, whatever you need. We'll reconvene later this afternoon," Saint's growl reverberates through my voice as he fights for control. I don't wait for an answer. I bow and leave the room with Kas following close behind. "Bronx! What's the matter?" Kas calls after me. I can't stop, Saint is forcing his way to the surface. I can't risk hurting her or saying something I'd regret. She has been working so hard the past couple of weeks, meeting with the therapist, eating healthy foods so she can gain weight, and getting to know pack members. I can’t ruin that progress by losing my temper in front of her. Even with all the positive strides she made, she still has nightmares almost every night. She tosses and turns, talks and cries in her sleep, and wakes up screaming in cold s
Kas's POV Bronx looks like a swamp monster as he walks towards me with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I stand up when I see him, putting my hands over my mouth with a little gasp. We make eye contact. With all the mud, I can't read his expression, but I can feel his pain. Not physical pain, emotional pain. "I need you," he growls as he walks past Milo and Lenora. He leans over, wraps his muddy arms around my waist, and picks me up. He doesn't even break his stride. He just keeps walking. There's a squishing sound where his skin contacts my clothes. Welp, I guess this outfit is done for. After listening to everything Milo and Lenora just told me, I had no idea what reaction to expect when Bronx got back, but it certainly wasn't being thrown over the shoulder of a swamp monster.
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 thi
“Well, you're going to get to go to France. That's so exciting!" I say as cheerfully as I can once we're alone. Kas smiles at me but it doesn't reach her eyes, "Yeah, I'm sure I will be more excited as the date gets closer. Right now, it makes me nervous and sad, I guess.” “Kas, I know it is kind of weird timing but what do you think about moving into my apartment instead of staying in the suite? I mean, if you want to stay in the suite that's fine too. I just thought, you know, maybe you would be more comfortable...here?” I rub the back of my neck as she looks at me, contemplating my request. “Sooo we would sleep in the same bed? You wouldn't sleep on the sofa anymore like you do in my suite?" she asks tentatively. 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 ope
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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 ope