Mish's POV
The next few days pass in a blur, a scurry of preparations for the mating ball next weekend, doing and redoing the timetables for the warriors and meetings with Wes in between.
Thankfully, through the haze, I've been too tried and too busy to jump Wes again, because my self-control, turns out, is absolutely dismal.
Three times.
Three times I've been alone with Wes and nearly caved into my cardinal thoughts.
The poor thing must be getting whip lash by the way I begin to pull him closer before finding some semblance of sense and just as quickly pulling away.
I'm currently doing wolf training with dad, and Preka seems to preen herself under his attention, no end to the praise he offers her.
'Besties' I snide to her.
How the man finds 'improvements' for me each and every
