“Who is Julio?”
“One of the other council Mates, a most unusual one. You’ll meet them all at the breakfast after the wedding. Take the sheet down to your waist and let me see your skin.” Vitas glanced down. All the purple and red bruising had disappeared.
“I’m going to call Dr. Artis to check you over and see if you’re healthy enough to mate. My pack is ready. We only have to fly on Armand’s jet with the others, and we’ll be in Anchorage before evening.”
“Can we eat after the doctor checks me out? I’m so hungry.” Vitas pulled the covers up under his chin. “I have no clothes to wear.”
“I’ll get Dr. Artis, then I’ll have Isabel bring you something from the kitchen, and after that, the boys will be up to give you your new suit to wear to Richard’s wedding. We’ll get you better suits in Manhattan, made to fit you. We’ll also pick out our rings. Now give me another kiss, and we’ll get started.”