Chapter Nine
After a full thirty hours of making up for lost time, mostly by arguing between bouts of breathtaking s*x, Kira pouted when Asher actually had to leave for his Guardians patrol. Apparently there was a fourth Guardian, but for unexplained reasons the guy had taken some kind of vacation. Ergo, Asher couldn’t skip patrols for long without putting undue stress on Rhys, Gabriel, and their mates.
Kira woke long after Asher slipped out, stretching and smiling at the delicious soreness in every inch of her body. She’d earned it, that was for sure.
Pulling on a slinky dove gray cotton sundress, Kira headed out of the bolt-hole in search of food. She accepted a sandwich and side salad from Duverjay, who somehow managed to have all Kira’s favorite foods at the ready without any notice
