Page 72 of A Wolf's Heart

Now it was my turn to be confused. “I’m not going through a wave right now. Why did you do this?”

“You’re my mate, you’re my pack now. This is what pack does. We take care of one another.”

My heart ached for his words to be true, but how would I know if they weren’t? “I’ve never been in a pack before, never had anyone that felt like my real family.” My parents did their best, but I’d always felt like I was missing that wolf connection.

Weylin reached over and took my hand in his, pressing a gentle kiss to the back. “Neither have I.” He gave a sad smile, then his frown reappeared. “You’re fucking freezing.”

I pulled my hand away. “It’s a bit drafty in here.” I tried to pull the blanket back around me, but he yanked it away with a scoff.

He unclipped his belt and allowed his pants to fall to the ground, standing in his underwear, then he got into the bed behind me. Slipping a leg on either side of my body, Weylin pulled my shoulders until my back was resting against his chest. The warmth wasn’t felt only where our skin touched; it seeped into me. It spread through me like wildfire caught by the wind, and the icy feeling melted, right down to my toes.

He reached for my coffee, taking one of my hands and placing it through the handle, then grabbing the other and wrapping it around the cup. With a smile, I brought the cup to my lips and took the most orgasmic sip of coffee I’d ever tasted. All the while, Weylin pressed gentle kisses to my neck, breathing in my scent as if it was his morning cup of coffee.

“What topping would you prefer?” he asked, reaching for the tray.

“Mmm, all of it.” My stomach growled. It had been days since I had last eaten.

Weylin tsked while spreading fruit on the waffles and topping it off with a drizzle of chocolate. “I should’ve been more attentive. Females are known for not eating during a heat. I should’ve fed you. Forgive me.”

I snorted. “I don’t even feel hungry. Plus, I am not your responsibility.”

“You’re not my responsibility, you’re my mate, my everything. Now eat,” he ordered, using the fork to cut a small bite off and holding it to my lips.

“You shouldn’t say stuff like that.” I turned my head so I could see his eyes, see if he was being honest.

“Eat,” he growled, touching the chocolaty waffle to my lips.

“I mean, isn't all of this just because of sex?” I asked.

His hand gripped my hair, pulling my head back. I was careful not to spill the hot coffee on the blanket. “You want me to tell you I only do this for the sex? For the intoxicating scent of your heat?”

Is that what I wanted? “Yes.”

Weylin leaned forward, licking the chocolate off my lips. “I don’t lie. Now, eat your waffle before I give up and have you for breakfast.”

My heart begged to believe him, and my wolf was ready to dive headfirst into all things Weylin, but my human side needed time. He brought the waffle back up to my lips, and this time, I took the bite. Weylin growled his approval as he nuzzled into my neck, breathing in my scent again, which seemed to be his favorite thing to do with me—at least, a close second to his favorite.

He fed me, and I sipped on my coffee in between as we talked about our plans for the day. I really wanted a shower but had no clothes. Weylin said he would find me some, not that he wanted to, but he also didn’t want me to go anywhere with no clothing.

I needed to go home. Home had my scent, my belongings, and Max. I worried for Max. That’s when Weylin pulled out his phone to show me Max on the…security cameras???

I had finished eating at this point and was fuming. The bastard just grinned.

“How, what?” Ugh. I growled, pushed the tray away, and climbed out from his embrace. One look at him told me everything I needed to know. “You see nothing wrong with this?”

His grin didn’t slip. “No.”

“How do you not see this as a violation of privacy? Who else has access to the cameras?”

“Only the three of us. Are you mad?”

“Yes! I’m pissed. You have no right!” I got out of bed.

“Oh, baby, we would do so much more to protect you. Best get used to it now, because we have more enemies than are known to us.”

I shook my head. He really saw no issue with this. “How often did you watch the cameras?”

“As much as I wanted to, and yet, likely half the amount of time Kage would watch them.”

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