Chapter 9
“Passion is a beautiful thing when it is wielded in love. But passion comes in other forms, and those aren’t always so beautiful. For instance, a male werewolf is passionate about protecting his mate. Sounds beautiful, right? It’s not. It’s annoying and absurd, and I want to stomp on his stubborn feet with pointy shoes.” ~ Bethany
“I’m going to meet Jen, Jacque, and Sally tonight for hot chocolate,” Bethany said as Drake, freshly showered and wearing only his sleep pants, walked into the living area of their suite. Bethany forced herself not to stare at him. She’d decided that torture was just a part of her life. First, the vampires, and now a mate with a body that would make a nun question her vows, even with the scars his previous Alpha left upon Drake’s chiseled torso. Thoug
