Wes's POV
"They are" I whisper in return as I see the wolf, formerly known as Kyan, turn to a puppy before his mate.
Jessa seems tentative, her touch unsure as she explores the tingles that must be scattering across her skin.
I look over the pair as more and more wolves around them notice what is happening, the whisper of 'mates' surrounding them.
Kyan notices the attention making Jessa uneasy and a growl leaves his chest, causing some but not all the attention to sway from them.
Another growl leaves him, but as Jessa touches his chest, he calms, and I know that feeling... I know that feeling all too well.
'Wes', the simple whisper of my name from her lips and both Ryker and I were pulled back from bloodlust directly to her side.
My mind again dreams up what our day may look like,
