Chapter 42
Marcus Pierce
As soon as I hear the words "rogues" and "hunters", my first instinct is to keep my mate safe and tucked in this bed we're lying in. But the moment my eyes meet his, I know that I'm thinking the wrong thing. Despite the want to protect and save him from every possible harm, I can't just tell him to stay here while he waits for me to come back like a spoiled wife. Nigel is not my wife. He's my mate. He's special. He can fight with me. I cup his cheeks, planting a gentle kiss on his lips and he shuts his eyes for a moment, his hand resting on my nape and kissing me just as passionate.
Both pulling away breathless, I rest my forehead against his and smile at him. Meanwhile, outside, I'm already hearing the fight between the pack and the werewolves and rogues. I hol
