Page 75 of Wolf's Endgame

I nodded. Putting the bowl aside, I had nothing to do with my hands, so I grabbed a towel to wipe them. “That was when he beat me, broke my cheekbone.” I felt sick as I said the next words. “The final time, when he was going to kill me, he told me”—I cleared my throat—“he told me that he was going to see if my cunt felt like hers.”

I heard the bang, and glancing up quickly, I saw that Cass had knocked the stool over as she stood. I didn’t need to look to see her repulsion; I could feel it surrounding me.

“Kezia…”

Strong hands took mine, their grip gentle for someone so tall. “Look at me, Kezia.” Angling my head back, I looked into the deep green eyes of my alpha. “Why didn’t you tell me this?” Cannon asked softly.

“You didn’t need to know.”

I saw his anger, but his touch was still gentle when he cupped the side of my face. “I need to know everything that he said and did to hurt you,” he told me.

“Why?” I tried to pull away, but Cannon held me tight. “You don’t need details, the actions speak for themselves.”

“Bullshit.” He dropped his head to kiss me softly. “The words can cause more pain. Is there anything else you haven’t told me?”

I shook my head.

“Kezia, I swear to the Goddess, I will love you no matter what you tell me.”

Blinking, I looked up at him. “You love me?”

Cannon’s eyes closed briefly before he rested his forehead against mine. “Luna’s grace, Kezia, what the hell do you think we’ve been doing?”

“I didn’t know you loved me.”

“You think I want to set the world on fire for just anyone?”

Biting the inside of my cheek, I shrugged. “You do give off strong hero-complex vibes.”

Cannon’s laughter reverberated through me. “Your smart mouth is going to be the death of me.” He pressed his lips to mine, and I almost forgot to check that Cass was still in the room as I fell into my mate’s embrace. “She’s gone.”

Cannon scooped me up without breaking our kiss and carried me up the stairs, his mouth owning mine the whole time. I was sure there was someone we passed on the way there, but the alpha never slowed. In his room, he laid me on the bed, and slowly, torturously, he removed items of my clothing as he made sure every inch of my body was kissed.

“Aren’t you supposed to be organizing a revolution?” I said between gasps as he parted my thighs.

“My mate’s hurting, I’m soothing her,” he told me as he licked along my seam, parting my folds with his tongue.

“I’d really prefer if you were planning revenge.” My protest was weakened as I moaned his name when his tongue circled my clit.

“Mm-hmm, I think you protest too much.” Cannon’s mouth did something wondrous, and my whole body arched off the bedspread.

“Holy shit, do that again.”

With my fingers tangled in his hair, I held him close as he focused on making me feel so good, and he made me forget all about my capture at Anterrio Pack. For now, it was just me and my mate.

When we were done, I lay on the bed, my body worn out and my mind a fogged mess as I lay exhausted on the comforter. Cannon was pulling his jeans on, and I didn’t know where he got his energy from. I was dead. Okay, I wasn’t, but I felt lifeless.

“How are you standing?” I grumbled as I watched him pull on a shirt. “After all”—I waved my hand over the bed—“that.”

“Because I have better stamina,” he told me with a grin. “I told you that you needed to train with Leo.”

“I don’t want to train with Leo, I want to train with you,” I pouted. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, am I pouting?”

His laughter surrounded me, and I fought my grin. “You look so cute.” Cannon kissed me long and slow, and I was already reaching for him when he pulled away. “No, greedy little mate,” he scolded. “I have to go. There’s a pack meeting. I’d really like it if you could join me.”

“You want me to be at a pack meeting?” I asked with surprise.

“You’re my mate,” Cannon said reasonably as he put his boots on. “We’re equals, my pack is your pack.”

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