Page 122 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

Two sets of eyebrows lifted.

Hunter snagged the book off the desk and started skimming the page I’d put it on. It was the page that listed the benefits of a mate bond.

Enzo just watched me. “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes, I’m positive his wolf won’t hurt me.”

“Not the injuries. The bond. If you do something about Clay’s fear and it works, you can’t back out. Even if he would let you, we won’t.”

My face warmed slightly.

They were protective of him, as they should’ve been. I just didn’t want to discuss sealing a mate bond withthem. Especially when I hadn’t even talked about it with Clay.

“I don’t want to back out. I don’t know if he’s really going to want to be stuck with me forever, but I care too much about him to let him hide away. He deserves better. Whether he wants me long-term or not, I can’t leave him to keep falling apart. He looks like shit, and I’m sure he feels even worse.”

Both men studied me.

The silence wasn’t comfortable, but I tried not to fidget.

Finally, Hunter said, “He’s not going to let you go.”

I lifted my fingers, crossing them. “I can hope.”

Enzo snorted, and the Alpha finally relaxed. “If you think you can get his wolf to be around us without trying to kill us, we’ll try as many times as we need to.”

I nodded. “We can try it after I get things figured out with Clay. The full moon is in two weeks, so maybe everything will be settled by then.”

“Keep us updated,” Hunter agreed.

“Your wolf seems to have given up,” I remarked, eyeing him.

He nodded. “Seeing Clay with you while you recovered killed any lingering possessiveness. Even in the most intense part of his claiming, he wasn’t as protective of you as Clay and his wolf are. There just weren’t any feelings between us.”

“Thank fuck for that.”

Hunter and Enzo both chuckled, and I stood up. “I’m going to head to Stray in the morning. Sydney’s going to keep an eye on Olive, but if she needs anything…” I trailed off.

“We’ve got it,” Enzo agreed. “Take care of Clay, and we’ll watch out for your sister.”

Gratitude swept through me. “Thanks.”

“Good luck.” The Alpha’s words were genuine.

“One last thing,” Hunter said, before I slipped out of the room.

I paused, looking backward.

“We looked through everything on your stalker’s phone and checked with his pack. Went through his house, too. He designed the encryption himself, and worked alone. None of his people knew he was obsessed with you. It looks like he realized what you were the first time you tattooed him and started stalking you right after. We burned down his house and killed the few people who were skittish when we asked questions about his actions. You’re safe. Or as safe as a born-female werewolf can be.”

Relief hit me so hard, it felt more like shock. “I’m free?”

Hunter nodded.

I clutched the door for a moment, so many emotions rolling through me.

“Thank you,” I finally managed.

The words didn’t properly portray my gratitude, but they were all I had.

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