Chapter One Hundred and Six.
Edvard blew out a heavy breath as he paced the floor outside the room where his mate and her son were sleeping. He had been in a constant argument with Thorn, his horny wolf, since the moment he had wished her a good night. The wolf wished to enter the room, and sleep beside his mate, along with a lot of other things he longed to do with the woman who had been made, especially for him. However, Edvard had refused, much to Thorn’s dismay. In the royal beta’s mind, Giselle was not a werewolf. She would feel the mate bond in a different way than him. He needed to take things slowly. Never more so, because his mate had also lived in the outcast camp, with Jaques Merde, who used and abused women, taking them against their will, and forcing all kinds of s****l depr
