Clara
I cuddled into him feeling comforted by his warmth. How was I going to handle watching him walk away into danger? I knew what my father was capable of. What if he hurt my mate? I pushed myself deeper into him, trying to calm my nerves and push those thoughts out of my mind. My mate was strong. Why was I worried? I could feel his biceps up against my arms as he rubbed his fingers slowly in circles on my back. He nuzzled his head into my neck and planted kisses on my skin. I lifted my face and met his beautiful blue eyes. He smiled at me and I wanted to rip off his shirt and repeat the past two nights right here in his office.
“Baby, we need to talk.” he said.
Well, if that doesn’t kill a mood…
“About what?” I asked.
“Well, remember the story Angie told you about our pack and thei
