Chapter 22 : Do You Want Some Take-Out?

Kit's POV

I didn't drive over the border to challenge Will because Sera asked me not to. That was the only reason. Her petite hands burned a hole in my chest, blazing blue eyes asserting authority over me. I had become so used to Sera's demure, shy tendencies that I had forgotten how fire-hearted she could be underneath all of that.

Especially now that she wasn't talking around the elephant in the room. She would close her eyes and tense her jaw, thinking hard about what she was going to say, and then use those words with conviction.

She could be bold, I saw it then.

And my wolf loved it. Her touch quelled the rage, stifling it almost instantly like snuffing the oxygen for a fire. I was under the surface, bent to the whims of the beast, but she tamed him without much more than a touch.

It took my breath away.

I was falling hard. Faster than I thought I would. It was destined, sure, but sometimes mates could take up to years before they complete the bond. I already felt bon