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Because of that damn purr.

Still, it was kind of nice.

Much better than…than my nightmares.

My wolf yawned again, then settled even more into Lorcan’s side.One nap,I told her.You get one nap with the Alpha. That’s it, okay?

She didn’t reply.

But somehow I knew she wouldn’t obey me. She never did.

Fortunately, he would be leaving soon. Then things would go back to normal.I hope.

CHAPTERTEN

LORCAN

Kyra slept soundly beside me,her mind beautifully quiet.

She would never admit it, but she needed this. A nightmare-less sleep. A moment of true peace.

Kyra had woken me up with a mental scream on multiple occasions over the last few weeks, each time dragging me into her mind where I’d silently observed her past.

The first few occurrences, I’d tried to leave, not wanting to intrude. But her terror had kept yanking me back to her, my instinct to protect flaring to the surface.

For the last week, I’d tried purring—a sound I rarely made, as it was typically only meant for mates—to help soothe her mind. It’d been subtle, but it had seemed to help a little.

Given the reception I’d received from her wolf today, I’d wager that her inner animal was fully aware of my trying to help them rest at night.

It was self-serving, too, though. Because I needed more sleep. Which was impossible to do with Kyra’s fear echoing through our bond every time she fell asleep.

Her wolf stretched along mine, her adorable little muzzle digging into my fur for a deep inhale. My animal rumbled in response, content with her intruding on his space.

It was odd, as my beast usually preferred to be alone. But he seemed more than happy to indulge the little Omega.

Because he saw her as his.

It was a complication of the bond that I hadn’t anticipated. Which was naïve on my part, as of course my animal would feel proprietary over the female.

My wolf didn’t understand the strategy of mating her for convenience. He saw her as his. And something told me that even without the link in place, he’d still be very interested in her.

She was strong. A survivor. A leader. Beautiful. Cunning. Maybe a little troublesome. Definitely a rebel. And loyal.

So many alluring traits.

Even her stubbornness was desirable. To an extent, anyway. It gave me a challenge and I liked challenges.

Not that I was thinking about accepting this one.

Still, I couldn’t resist purring for her wolf now. She’d been wronged before, and some part of me wanted to fix her broken pieces.

It was a strange reaction, one I didn’t quite understand. But I stayed with her in the ice cave, soothing her the only way I knew how.

Hours passed, the moon high in the sky before she began to stir.

I shifted back into human form and lifted her into my arms, then shadowed us to her quarters to gently lay her in her nest before leaving for my own room.

A few minutes later I heard her whisper,Thank you.