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He gave a brief smile, shaking his head. “My rut is not completely over. It could be days until it is.”

My mouth dropped, and I gripped the sheets. “Days?” I gasped.

“I will ask Bones for more deterrent. Since we met, I’ve been taking it.”

“More deterrent? From what? Your rut? Why?”

He sheepishly looked away, his face blushing. “My wolf has been gone for a long time before you. My rut had ceased a as he disappeared. But when you crawled from underneath that bed, you sparked life in my wolf. My rut came back, and I couldn’t very well do what I needed with you.” He swallowed. “You’re past was enough. I would have never asked you to do that in the beginning. Never. You deserved more. So, I had Bones give me a rut deterrent to keep it at bay.”

I smiled, tickling his cheek.

“But once we mated last night, it returned at full force. I’ve been in the bathroom since we unlocked because I could not wake you to do that to your body again.”

“Grim, why didn’t you just tell me? I would have woken up.”

He shook his head.

“My bite weakened you.” He ran his finger over the wound. It exploded with shocks of pleasure down my body. “You needed the rest.”

“But now, I can help. You wake me up when we need me.” I playfully tapped his shoulder. “I don’t mind in the slightest that I have to orgasm over and over.” I laughed.

His smile grew, and a deep chuckle reverberated in his chest. “I am glad to hear that mate. For I never want you to feel discomfort.”

Chapter Twenty Six

Grim

Threedayspassed,myrut was persistent, especially since I’d held it back with the deterrent. My wolf was angry with me, his emotions hovering over me like a severe case of parvo for doing such a thing to him.

My wolf was vengeful, and it didn’t matter that I was trying to help our mate.

It was our instinct for us to rut, and he insisted that she would have succumbed to us if I had only tried to be more forward.

This is where our personalities, our species, differed. Because I was part wolf but also part human. It would have been wrong if I had pushed for such a request when Journey and I had just met.

My wolf and I would never see eye to eye on our differences.

My mate laid in a crumpled heap in the blankets. I had swapped out many of them because they were drenched in sweat and the liquid of our bodies. I was sure to always leave at least one blanket that carried both of our scents close by. It was to deter any other shifter from coming near, but also to calm my mate.

Whether or not she knew it, her body was changing to hold our bond securely. That I knew for sure. I couldn’t explain it, I’d never had a mate before, but her smell had certainly changed to a mixture of mine.

Her jasmine scent was now tainted with my wolf’s, and I had to pinch myself to make sure this was reality and not a dream. Journey really was mine, she was mine forever and the indentions that lay on her shoulder had healed far quicker than I imagined.

The goddess had planned this and did so carefully. There were no records of any human and supernatural mating, so as far as I was concerned, we were the first.

Journey moaned inside the sheets. Her body was sore and mangled, wrapped beneath the blankets. I tucked them around her body again, covering every inch of her so when I left the bed she would still rest peacefully.

I didn’t want to rise, but after three days of hardly any contact with the outside world, I needed to find out how Locke was doing.

I stood, stretching tight muscles. I was still naked as I walked through our den to pick up my phone from the charging station. There was a good deal of information I needed to let Locke know about.

I checked the curtains and made sure they were closed before grabbing my phone to check for messages out in the hallway so I wouldn’t disturb her.

Journey was exhausted, and this was the first time in days she had slept for more than three hours at a time.

She was a saint; I wasn’t sure how she survived it all. She was far stronger than she appeared because her body was always ready for me when I needed it.

Always wet, always dripping.

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