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“I’m sorry, Donovan.” He frowned. “Of course you should trust her. I just hope the mate magic hasn’t skewed your thinking. It happens.”
“She hasn’t skewed anything. I secured the town the moment I discovered who she was. The mate magic didn’t come until—”
“Until when?” he probed.
“Until I saw the picture she drew of me. She’s an artist. She has an amazing talent with a pencil and paper. But she saw the wolf before she knew about it.”
Max burrowed his damn brow again. “Are you certain Gideon didn’t tell her?”
A growl rumbled from my wolf, escaping my throat before I could stop it. “I trust her.”
He eyed me, deciding whether to push it. Then he relented with a frown, and snatched up a few of the chairs. “I’ll help with the damn furniture. But I’m still selecting the wine.”
Off he went. The giant in a suit. Arranging the chairs nicely and neatly so as not to piss off Emily. All while stepping up as my brother.
He was an alpha. A leader. But so were we all. Our wolves had bonded during a drunken night when we’d shared our blood early on around a campfire. We could dance more easily with each other than others. But still, it would have been a struggle for Max to take a step back from taking charge of the Savannah situation. He’d reined in his wolf for me. For our brotherhood.
My smile turned into laughter when Max flipped me off because of the smirk on my lips.
Yeah.
We were a brotherhood, alright.
