Wyatt didn’t want to release his hold on Freya. He didn’t want her leaving his side again. He kissed her fingers and wished he could kiss her lips. He could technically, right? At the same time, he didn’t want to risk hurting her. He didn’t want to ever put his hands on her like that again. Instead, he resigned himself to kissing her hand again as he held onto it.
“Don’t be rash. I will be back soon.” Freya whispered into his back. She squeezed his hand once more. “I want to come back to a well-oiled pack. So, you better not neglect your duties alpha.” Freya felt his back vibrate from his chuckle.
“Are you telling me to do my job as an alpha and not worry about you while you are gone?” Wyatt grinned.
“You are clever after all.
