REN
"Bell, are you okay?” Ren asked his friend again.
“That was some welcome, Ren. Next time a goddamn fruit basket will suffice.” Bell stared at his reflection in the mirror. The bite mark looked angry and tender. Ruxs was yanked away before he could properly closed it.
“It should heal mostly, but—” Ren went to raise his hand.
“Don’t touch it,” Bell hissed.
Ren c****d his head to the side. “I would never.”
“I’m sorry. This is just. It’s um. My word, I don’t know what to think.”
“He’s your Mate.”
“I suppose he is.”
“Ruxs is a good man, Bell. He stood by me when Xavier had to fight Stell and he’s nothing but supportive of his family, his packs.” Ren paced slowly. “I’ve only known them a short while. I wish could give you a better explanation of why he behaved that way.”
