Nicklaus’s POV
Brooke hasn’t moved a muscle since the day she was struck by lightning; she’s been a weakling since then, and I’ve bathed her. Bathing Brooke was torture, but I had to be a man and resist the urge, even if it got difficult. Since then, I’ve been sleeping in my quarters next to her. I must confess that sleeping close to Brooke was soothing, but I know that when she wakes up, I’ll have to find another place to sleep. Brooke will never forgive me for what I’ve done. I should’ve known better by now. Surprisingly, she can keep a buddy for 13 years and disclose nothing about herself or even a bit about me, who has just met her. I squandered my opportunity with her. I’m willing to make amends with her.
“Hunter.” I summoned my wolf.
“Yes, Nick.”
Help me, man. How can we build
