Chapter 34.
“Werewolf Tuborg?” Fredrick asked, wiggling a bottle of the extra-strong beer he had retrieved from the fridge.
“Hum, yeah, okay, just the one,” Becca smiled.
Fredrick popped the cap off the bottle, handing it over to her, before grabbing one of his own, and sitting in the chair opposite her, in his living room.
“So, Hendrick has his mate,” Becca smiled, feeling happy that she had been right to listen to Kristina, but she could not deny the small pang of jealousy, that their bond clicked in place, and they had no issues. It was the way it was supposed to be, even when it had gone wrong the first time around.
“Yeah, that will calm his womanizing down,” Fredrick laughed, as he tipped his bottle back, his Adam's apple bobbing as he took a gulp.
“I am happy for her, esp
