Justin’s POV
Sweet relief washed through me when Helen said she hadn’t slept with anyone else. Beowulf growled out that he didn’t believe her, but I ignored him the way he’d ignored me earlier.
“Then are you suffering?” I asked Helen.
“Not that I can tell. I assume that’s normal. I doubt the whole pack went through life either in pain because they were horny and not getting s*x or involved in a s****l encounter. If I use my body as a guide, it’s just maintaining itself. I’m not getting any stronger, but I don’t feel any weaker, either. Does that make sense?”
“Yes.” I cupped her chin and rubbed my thumb across her cheek. “Someday, I’ll earn enough of your trust back that we can sleep together again properly. Then we’ll take it slow and see how powerful the two of us can make you.”
“Be
