Page 237 of Heart of Frost and Scars

No growls from the other two.

No bloodshed.

Somebody pinch me.

I step back and move to Leo, spotting my bags on the floor behind him.

“We packed up all your things in the on-call room.” His beautifully unique eyes watch me intently.

Brown-blond braids tie back into a knot, adding a touch of the hills to his otherwise polished appearance. His surly temper is always close to the surface, but now there’s a calm determination in his gaze.

“Do you forgive me?” I ask.

“What do I need to forgive, love?”

“The kiss?” My brows pull together. “At the house? The one you walked in on?”

“You’ll be doing more than kissing him tonight. And every night ever after.”

It’s not just what he says but the dark, sensual way he says it that makes my core clench, and my heart beat faster.

I moisten my lips and whisper, “You got into another fight.”

Faded bruises linger just beneath the skin around his eyes. Those weren’t there when I stitched his head last week.

“Got into a few bar fights. But I’m working on that. Started seeing someone about it.”

“Really?”

“All of us are.” His hand comes up to cup my face, giving me the closeness I’ve missed so desperately. “We’re seeing Dr. Thurber here in town. He’s…kind.”

My nose burns, and I blink rapidly, fighting back tears. “I’ll be with you guys through the process. The four of us together make a damn good support system.”

“I know.”

I kiss him, tasting the fire and earthiness that is so uniquely him.

He pulls away, turning me toward Kody.

My broody lover stares down at me with animal magnetism, his black hair trimmed and finger-combed. His tanned complexion and muscled body have always reminded me of a dark Lycan prince. The way he looks at me is intoxicating, igniting a seductive fire that leaves me breathless, turned on, and a little afraid.

His carnal black eyes, which always hold a hint of sadness, now shine with something else.

Stars.

I throw myself into his arms, instantly enveloped by the scent of wood smoke and berry vodka. As our lips press together, I sink into his rugged tenderness. He’s here, and he’s not letting go.

“Let’s go home.” He lifts me against his chest and pivots toward the exit.

The brute is going to carry me out, and I won’t fight him. I want this closeness. I need it.

Leo and Monty grab my bags and follow us amid an eruption of cheers and whistles. The entire trauma unit gathered to witness our reunion. If only Rhett were here to see it.

I’m going home. With them. I can barely process it.

Locking my arms around Kody’s neck, I whisper, “Did you sneak into my room and sniff my underwear?”

“Yes.”

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