Justin POV
Gwen, our pack healer, left the house at sunrise. I could have personally healed Helen but I was too afraid of shifting, of letting my Lycan get close enough to shift while exploring her beautifully sweet body.
I waved to the healer and retreated upstairs, seeing my mate still sniffling into her pillow. Her scars were still bright and fresh, and I could have the marks gone completely if I had my way with her, but this would be the best Helen could have for now.
I’m still too far on edge to have her body meet mine in s*x.
Randy watched me carefully as I kissed her cheek. Her scent was so strong, too strong, that it burned my lungs and set a new fire ablaze in my blood.
“Careful,” Randy warned.
I gave him a pleading look. “She’s my mate. I am always careful with her.”
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