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Yes, Moira bought me time, but the day will come soon when I’ll have to face Markis and take responsibility for what I did.

chapter Twenty-five

Changes

Enzo

My back is locked up. That couch is by far the most uncomfortable thing in the world.

As I lay awake most of the night, tossing and turning, the thought of returning to my cabin tempted me. But I stayed. I was determined to make this mating bond work. I won’t lie as if I don’t have ulterior motives. I need Michaela to lower that wall in her head. In order to do that, I have to make her trust me. Which meant I have to show her I can be trusted.

Planting my bare feet on the hardwood floor, I lift my arms over my head and stretch. The stiffness in my back loosens. Climbing to my feet, I make my way to the back hallway. Pushing the bedroom door open, I walk into the bathroom. I brought over all my stuff yesterday while Michaela was still out.

I quickly do my morning routine and then turn on the shower. Right as I’m about to pull my shorts down, the bathroom door burst open. My mate is standing in the doorway in a tank top and underwear. She rarely wears her arms out. I know it’s because she’s covering up those legion cuffs. However, now that I’m seeing my wolf markings running down her shoulder and arm, I want her to always put her arms on display.

A sense of pride hits me. My wolf is preening inside me like a peacock.

“My mate,”he gloats.

I don’t reply, because guilt quickly washes over me. Michaela was never supposed to carry my markings. Those markings were meant for Ana.

“What are you doing in my bathroom?”

Knowing that it’s only her and not Marley, I push my underwear and shorts down my thighs and off my feet.

“I have to shower,” I say, standing back up straight. I tug at my cock, unsticking it from being pressed up against my leg in those boxer briefs. Her eyes immediately go to it. I wait for her to look away.

She does, but the sweet scent that follows has my nostrils flaring.

My wolf groans inside me, his tongue nearly hanging out of his snout.

“Reel that shit back in,” I tell him.

Turning away from her, I put much needed distance between us so my wolf doesn’t have me pinning her to the wall and reminding her who she belongs to.

“Am I the only reason you want to reclaim her body?”

I won’t even dignify that question with a response.

“Must you use my bathroom?” she says at my back.

Sliding the glass shower door open, I step under the warm water, allowing it to ease my aches even more.

“The alternative was to share a bathroom with your little sister. And that’s not happening.”

I catch the grimace on her face before she clears it up.

“Good point. But you could have gone home and showered,” she says, folding her arms under her breasts, causing more of that smooth brown skin to show at the top of her tank.

I run my tongue over my lips, remembering her dark chocolate nipples. Shaking my head, I toss the visual away.

“I am home, sweetheart,” I sneer, flashing her my smile before turning my back to the water and holding my head under the faucet.

“Your home is the cabin across the road.”

“Not anymore. As of today, it will be given to a newly mated pair. So, you can either let me finish my shower, or you can come and join me.” I tug at my hardened cock as I make direct eye contact with her.

She stares back at me as if she’s debating her next action. Finally, she shakes her head and spins around, storming out of the bathroom. I chuckle to myself. I knew she wouldn’t take me up on that offer.