Page 102 of Mated to the Wolves

“I’m all done.” I push the plate away.

“Time to clean you off, Princess.” Bo lifts me and carries me into the bathroom.

The candlelight bouncing off the walls of the creating a peaceful environment. I snuggle against him, cozy, and content. Fluffy suds fill the tub Cadoc is waiting in.

Cadoc gives a roguish grin. “Join me.”

“You didn’t have to do this.” I hold on to Bo’s neck.

“Only the best for our mate,” Cadoc voice is full of pride.

“In you go. I’m not sure how long this reprieve will last,” Kirk reminds us.

Bo lowers me into the tub. The warm water eases my stiffness, and I sigh. I won’t expect this

to be my future, but I’ll count it as a perk of mating. Two down and two more to go.

“How is she?” Cadoc’s lower rumble pulls me from the darkness.

“Better. The fever broke.”

“I know you’re awake, Brat. Why don’t you come on over and join us?”

I toss the comforter away and leave the bed, wearing nothing but Kirk’s shirt.

Sultry with hints of citrus and herbs, our mating scent fills the room. I like the way we blend. I inhale it, calming as the hungry need inside of me remains dormant.

Appeased, for now, the she-wolf is silent. The shirt slips over my shoulder, baring my skin to Cadoc’s hungry gaze.

“Happy to see you on your feet.”

“I’m glad to be coherent again.” I attempt to smooth down the hair on my head that sticks out at all angles. He laughs. “How long was I out of it?”

“Three days.”

I gape. “Thor’s hammer.” How had I lost so much time. Memories of tangled limbs, heated kisses, and bodies moving together is a blur in my mind.

“Yeah.” Cadoc’s smile fades. “We had a lot of time to talk.”

“That doesn’t sound ominous.” I lick my dry lips.

Cadoc runs his knuckles down the side of my face. “It looks like you’ve been kept isolated on purpose,”

I stare at him, unsure how he came to this conclusion. “How did you come to that conclusion?”

“My bid to keep you being ignored, Fell being forced away, and the way the town was stirred to see you as an outsider adds up.”

The town turned its back on me the minute the rest of my family with the properly working genes died. “I’m not sure I’m following you.”

Kirk clears his throat. “Plenty of people wanted to step in over the years, Yl. We weren’t allowed to.”

My heart squeezes. I blink, processing the reveal. All this time, I felt forgotten. “Are you sure?”

“We were always told to let the kids work it out amongst themselves.” Cadoc glances away. “Even when it was adults who were misbehaving.”

“Why?” I struggle to keep my voice steady as a sinking suspicion grows.

Cadoc scratches his temple. “That’s what we’re trying to figure out. Someone out there knows more than they’re letting on.”

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