She smiled.
Vane leaned her back on the bed and laid himself over her. He only wanted to feel her. His mate.
The reality of that encircled his heart and made him fly.
Bride cradled him with her entire body. He felt so good there. She ran her hand through his hair and started to laugh.
"What's so funny?"
"I was just thinking that it's not every woman who gets to have her very own tamed wolf."
His eyes twinkled. "I'm not sure I could call myself tame. Only you have that effect on me."
"That's what I like most of all."
As he dipped his head down to kiss her, his phone rang. Vane pulled back with a grumble. He held his hand out and the phone flew across the room, into his grip.
Bride frowned. "I'm not sure I'll ever get used to you doing that."
He nipped her neck playfully, then answered it.
"Hi, Aimee," he said, then paused. He looked at her and she noted the confusion in his eyes. "Thanks, I really appreciate that. Hang on a sec."
He pressed the mute. "It's one of the bears at Sanctuary who is watching Fang.
They're having their own Thanksgiving celebration and have decided to temporarily lift my banishment if I want to visit Fang tonight."
"Okay."
"I was wondering if you'd like to go with me and meet him. I mean, he's not really saying anything, but"
"I'd love to meet your brother," she said, interrupting him.
He looked relieved before he returned to the phone. "Yeah, we'll be there in a little bit. Thanks."
He hung up the phone and placed it on the nightstand.
Bride lay there quietly, trying to come to grips with what she had done.
What had happened to them this afternoon.
"Are you sure I'm not aging? I don't feel any differently."
"You should be joined to me, but since I've never mated before, I don't know what we should feel."
Bride looked at her hand. Her mark was now a vibrant red. "This is different, though. What about yours?"
"Looks like yours."
That was a good sign. "Do I have to keep drinking your blood?"
He shook his head. "Never again."
"Good. The thought of it is really gross."
Vane got up and pulled her out of the bed.
"What are you doing?"