She looked at me and smiled as her hand slipped onto my thigh.
"I’m sorry, Kevin, but I’m needed at the hospital. It’s getting busy," she said.
I sighed, pretending to be disappointed. "Right. I’ll let you prioritise your patients over me."
She glanced at me apologetically and leaned in to kiss my lips.
"Don't stay up late," she said as she got out of the car. I sighed again. If I didn't know she was a workaholic, I might have thought she was cheating on me. I often wondered what had changed; she used to be so much clingier. We had s*x at least three times a week, and she usually initiated it. But now, as I thought about it, my wolf reminded me of the weight she carried. The ceremony was a big deal, and she was probably excited about it. She was meant to become my Luna, the co-leader
