Page 64 of Tortured Beasts


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I didn’t know what else to say except, “Lu, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be insensitive about it. It was your choice, and I have no reason to judge you. I’m just worried, it’s an instinct that I have to protect you.”

Lucien stopped walking to look back at me.

“Excuse me? What did you say?” He looked shocked.

“I’m sorry,” I said, confused.

Aeon laughed behind me.

“What?” I still didn’t get what was going on.

“That’s a first, and who the hell are you?” Lucien still looked at me funny.

“Damn, how did saying you’re sorry feel coming out of your mouth?” Aeon was still laughing.

“What? I’ve said sorry before,” I said, a little defensively.

They laughed at me like I was telling jokes.

“Sure, and I’m the moon goddess herself,” Lucien joked. “I think the last time I heard you say sorry was when your father sent us to welcome a new cub into the pack and you said it looked weird.”

I laughed thinking about that memory because that was an awful day, but sometimes my honesty got the best of me. I didn’t know babies looked weird those first few days and babies’ heads look like that because of... well, let’s just leave it at that.

“The only reason he apologized was because his father forced him to,” Aeon laughed.

They laughed at me, and even though I should have been mad, I enjoyed their happiness.

“I thought babies were supposed to be cute and cuddly.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“They just need to acclimate to being out of the mother for a week or two before most babies get cute,” Aeon stated.

“I don’t think that baby ever got cute though,” Lucien laughed.

Aeon looked at Lucien while they both smiled. I missed this.

“I really am sorry,” I said, needing to make sure he understood where I was coming from. “I have this need to protect you guys, it’s ingrained in me and everything about this spell goes against what I need to do. I was helping Vivienne with the baby and when this whole situation backfired on us, I felt like I should have put you guys first.”

I didn’t look at them when I spoke, feeling vulnerable and feeling like this sorry might be two hundred years too late.

“We had been dragging out the mating because of a disagreement on our side within the pack. I saw it as an opportunity, but also to help her out. I wanted to right a wrong in not taking my mate seriously when she said she had feelings for me.”

I ran my hand through my hair, expecting them to tell me it was my fault, or I didn’t know what I was doing. All I felt was a pair of arms wrapped around me and then another. There was no other peace than being with your pack. Each of us exhaled with a contented sigh. Our unit had never been so out of touch, and we needed this.

“It’s not your fault, Zev,” Lucien rubbed his face against my own.

“I don’t know if I would have been so caring about her, but you had been groomed to lead a pack, your judgment was sound,” Aeon murmured into my shoulder. “I would have been less honorable, but that is why you lead and not me.”

“I would have done the same thing, I might have just mated her right then and there, but like Aeon said this is why you lead not me,” Lucien said, as we all stayed huddled for a moment.

I wasn’t ready for them to hug me, but I also wasn’t ready for them to pull away. My wolf was starved for their proximity, wanting to soak every minute of closeness until my logical brain messed things up.

“I think we might need a run together,” Aeon suggested. “Get all this negative energy away from us.”

“Yes, we need a run, to reset our bond and start fresh,” I said, remembering our pack runs had always strengthened the pack bond. They were crucial, especially after war or strife in the community.

“To strengthen our bond.” Lucien nodded his head.

“May I suggest a sage cleansing before your run?”

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