Chapter 88

Kas's POV

I watch Bronx for a minute as he looks at himself in disbelief in the mirror. Then I quietly slip away to give him time to himself so he can process his new appearance. I sit on the upholstered bench in our closet room and take a few deep breaths. In the moment, creating a new eye for Bronx seemed like nothing. Our connection was stronger than ever and it helped me make his healing come to fruition, but now I feel completely spent, like the tank is empty. I can't let him know how much it drained me or he may want me to stay in the apartment instead of going downstairs for dinner.

I take a deep breath and look around at my clothing options. Lex tries to convince me to wear a low cut dress. She always wants me to wear a low cut dress. Much to her disappointment, I decide on a dark gray sweater dress and black leggings with ballet flats.

Bronx comes into the closet when I'm sitting on the bench to put my shoes on. I smile at the way his confidence seems to have skyrocketed in the last ten minutes. I have always thought he was the most handsome werewolf on the planet, but now, with both crisp green eyes admiring me, I feel myself swoon a little more than usual.

"Let's not go downstairs," Lex purrs in my ear, "Let's stay up here with our mate."

"While I love the sound of it, Lex, we have responsibilities to the pack tonight."

"Such a party pooper," she huffs and goes to lie down in the back of my mind.

Bronx sits on the bench next to me and pulls me onto his lap. I allow my weight to sag into his chest, letting our mate bond soothe and recharge me.

'Thank you, Kas," he murmurs into my ear, "I don’t even know how to begin to show you how much what you just did means to me."

I smile and wrap my arms around his waist, "Just promise you’ll always love me. That's all I need from you, Bronx. I know things have been challenging lately. Knowing you're by my side has made it bearable."

warm and consoling. His energy is usually surges and wanes with an authoritative tone but now it feels fluid and reassuring almost as if it is trying to

right here in his arms all night, letting his energy feed my soul, but we need to get downstairs so he can give his speech to the pack, officially introduce our new pack members and my sisters. I let him

he buttons his shirt. It's not an unreasonable question, but not one I am sure how to answer. Bronx is usually so sure of himself and rarely needs guidance on matters related to himself and the

Technically, it is," I shrug. I hadn't even thought about what everyone's reaction would be to the major change in his

mouth into a little pout as he

watch as he goes to his drawer full of eye patches and pulls it open. He takes one out and holds it up to his shirt to make sure it matches before he slides it over his head. As soon as it’s placed over his eye, he

it back in the

him in front of the drawer of neatly laid out eye patches. I pick up the one I had made for him for our wedding, "Keep

idea, Baby. When Carly is back in the office tomorrow, I will ask her to look into it," he takes me by the waist and turns me toward him, "Are you ready to go downstairs? Ashley worked with Mrs. Miller on a special menu and everything. She

I'm starving," I smile broadly,

so busy talking and running around, they barely notice US entering the ballroom. There are beautiful red, white, and gold decorations all over the room. Pack members are bustling around with excitement introducing themselves to the former Silver Moon

familiar little voice. I turn to see Hannah in a pretty pink dress, running up to me with a

happily, jumping on her toes in

I smile,

learn a dance and a song about wintertime. Are you going to see the play?" she is so excited her hands

there,

dancer I am, Luna," she puffs up her chest with

your parents now. Dinner is starting soon. The Alpha has some

bye, Luna!" she

the pups, Kas," Bronx places his hand on the small of my back and compliments me into my ear, "One day that will be our little one

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