Chapter 43

Knowing it had to be Henri, Vitas inclined his head and kissed his Mate’s hand.

“How did you know it was mine?” Henri asked in a wry tone.

“Remember, I’m full loup garou. I know our customs. Another Alpha or Beta would never touch me. In the old days, it would mean a fight to the death, and the factotums have wives, so they aren’t interested. It could have been Dr. Artis, but I’m not sick, and if I were, you would be with me.” Vitas glanced up and lightly brushed Henri’s knuckles with his mouth a second time.

“Kissy face…mwah…mwah,” Ian teased. He was the biggest jokester of the group, yet he carried the heaviest academic load and worked as an independent painting contractor, had ten employees and was about to buy his fifth truck. Ian knew how to be serious, he just chose not to be in his limited downtime.