Mason
“We are going to help you, kitty. But you need to fight. Promise me you will fight.” My mate murmurs softly to the cat.
She has been doting on the stray cat for fifteen minutes now, completely ignoring me.
I have a feeling I have some groveling to do before she forgives me for proposing to leave the cat in the forest.
Humans are complicated… And my human mate is even more complex. How can a woman support the rebels who killed many royal guards over the past twelve months and be so considerate of a cat’s life? She must hate werewolves!
“The rebels are werewolves too. So if she is working with them, you cannot accuse her of hating werewolves. But anyway, we do not even know whether she is really working with them or not. You have zero proof!” Callum pitches in.
Right… I don’t ha
