Bree
I couldn’t tell if I had been dreaming or not. It all felt real. I was still standing. Rosalee’s presence had been strong. I looked down at Gabrielle, who was staring up at me. She had been so quiet, I didn’t know she was awake.
John walked in as I picked her up.
“My Queen, I apologize for the delay.” He walked over, gently kissing me and then bending over to kiss Gabrielle, who cooed and gave him a gummy smile. He smiled back. He went into the bathroom, presumably to wash the mud off of his body. By the time he finished his shower, Gabrielle was asleep again. I cradled her for a while longer as John got dressed and joined us in bed.
“Is everything ok?” I was glad he’d made it home. Rogue werewolves at our borders was a bit alarming, however.
“Yeah. Zeus and Brandt are keepin
