Bronx's POV

 

After about fifteen minutes of failed attempts to try to convince Kas to come out from under the bed, I call Lenora and a nurse to help coax her out. I go to my room to shower and change while they do that.

 

Lenora meets me out in the hallway before I can go back into Kas’s suite.

 

“Is she alright?” I ask, searching Lenora’s eyes for the truth.

 

“Yeah, but that whole thing exhausted her. She is back in bed sleeping,” she admits, shoving her hands in her pockets.

 

"Bronx, I know I told you to be here and be with Kas, but maybe you should go get some sleep yourself," She looks at me sympathetically, "I cant believe you were so distracted that she was able to break your nose. You have to take care of yourself if you're going to take care of her."

 

I sigh in frustration and rub my hands over my face,  “I’m fine, Lenora.”

 

"No. You’re not fine. An eighty pound she-wolf just broke Bronx Mason’s nose. Does that sound fine to you?,” her tone is forceful, “I'll stay here for a few hours. You go get sleep and get your head straight.”

 

"Fine. But if anything else happens to her, Leni-"

 

"It won't. Now get the Hell out of here. Go get some sleep. You look like shit."

 

I go back to my room and lay down. I take off my eye patch and rub my hands over my face again.

 

"Do you think our mate will be okay?" Saint whimpers.

 

"I hope so, buddy. I hope so. I haven't even had a proper conversation with her and I just want to spend every moment with her."

 

"Yeah. What are the chances the Moon Goddess would mate us with someone else who has scars?" he muses.

 

 

 

fingers on

 

 

 

out. I wanna go for a run,"

 

good idea. Mind if

 

"The more the merrier."

 

***

 

back to our human forms, grab some shorts from the lockbox at the edge of the woods, and sit on the river bank. The river has a high iron content which makes the water turn red with rust. It looks like blood, hence

 

for me, Bronx. What's

 

cigarette and explain everything I am able to piece together from Lenora, the Silver Moon pack, what happened while

 

a slave. She didn't even want to be referred to as an omega, according to Lenora. Silver Moon's doctor said she has no family. The Alpha and Luna and others

 

about her mistreatment still

 

who Kas seemed to trust, there wasn't a single wolf in the pack that the Elders spoke to who had not either hit her

 

are intense," Milo

 

he was whipping her with and it made it more difficult to heal. Imagine how damn strong you have to be to

 

right by your side for this as well," Reggie claps his hand on my shoulder, "We're always here for ya man...and your

 

man," I force a

 

while longer, taking in nature while I

 

pressure but you need to talk to the Elders. Find out what to do if she isn't well enough to become Luna. You only have

 

get her out of her current state first. I don't know anything about her, only that she is my mate. Once we are sure she even wants the pressure of being a Luna Regent.

 

up with your dumb ass, Bronxy," Milo says

 

you, Milo,"

 

sit around and talk for a while longer before we all shift into

 

and

 

report, Alpha," Lenora stands and

 

off, Lenora. How is she?" I ask, looking at my tiny sleeping mate. Why does she have to be so

 

her. Having her mate next to her will help calm her down. Trust me. Milo and I are most content when

 

the olden days, I would've been considered the king of the northwestern United States and southern Canadian regions. Nowadays, I'm called an 'Alpha Regent', which means I'm responsible for all the smaller packs in my region. We haven't been in a monarchy for centuries. Each pack has an Alpha and Luna who enforce the

 

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