After dinner, which ended with Ace continuously giving me the 'princess treatment', we headed back to the pack house.
I had just gotten dressed in my nightdress, ready to retire for the day, when Ace returned; he met me spraying the daffodil I had a maid bring to our room. I felt his arms snake around me, touching against the silky material to feel my thighs as his breath fanned my neck.
I turned to him, wallowing in his embrace.
"I've been thinking of something. Can we talk?" I asked, tilting my head to stare at his face.
"Sure," he agreed. "Let's sit."
His forehead was already etched with concern even before I could speak.
"I've decided to use my healing ability to serve the pack. I can work at the pack's general hospital and assist the doctors. It'll make their work easier an
