CHAPTER 26

Krey lingered in the shower. so the cold water streamed over him. Every time he thought about Pip's lips and his large blue eyes, he dipped his head under the water.

Taking things slow was hard for a werewolf. Krey's instincts were to mate. Pip's instincts were not the same. Krey respected Pip enough to move with him, not drag him along.

Still, Krey was hot in his cold shower, and now had memories of kissing his mate, not just fantasies. He could still feel the way Pip's lips moved with his, and the taste, and the heat of his breath.

Krey shuddered and dunked his head back under the water.

He soon left the shower when he was satisfied that Pip's scent wasn't on him. He had been careless about mixing scents, and Francis had to tackle him in their wolf forms to mix her scent too, so Pip's wasn't so obvious.

Krey began to understand why his mother was so adamant that Francis was his mate.