Kaylee's P.O.V. I could see the tension in his shoulders, and as I moved closer, I could feel it in the air between us. His muscles were coiled like an animal ready to attack, and his eyes were dark as he stared at me, sending a wave of warmth to my core from excitement. My arm slid against his wet bicep as I reached behind him for the untouched bar of soap. Parker didn't move as I placed it against his chest and began to slowly clean him, massaging with my other hand as I went. I could feel his eyes boring into my skull, and if it weren't for the raging hard-on he was sporting, I would have thought he was mad at me. "I'm sorry that I'm causing you and your brother to fight," I whispered, wanting to clear some of the air before we went any further. It wouldn't feel right to have sex when there was so much going on and so much unsaid between us. "You're not. We always fight. He is no longer a concern in my life after what he just did." Parker said, and I could practically feel the t

Kaylee's P.O.V. Every day for the past week, Parker was out before dawn, working and training the pack. I started helping in the dining hall during the days to pass the time and contribute to the pack that was about to go to war for me. It didn't escape my notice that several members of the pack refused to be served by me. They also didn't want me touching anything they had touched, as if they thought I would be able to see anything I wanted from touching the same surface. Before the shit hit the fan, it had taken several times of bumping into people before I had the information I wanted. I couldn't just touch the table they were eating at and see all of their fears and secrets. It made clean-up easier as those members made sure to throw away their own trash though. Betsy, the older woman who ran the dining hall, picked up on it as well and moved me into the kitchen to help cook the food. It was a skill that I had to master quickly as hungry wolves were angry wolves, especially aft

Kaylee's P.O.V. The relief I felt knowing I would be able to shift and be with Parker was amazing. The fact that I stood up against Kate was exhilarating. And the excitement I felt from how Parker had run over to protect me was invigorating. I pulled back from Parker, not caring about the crowd around us, and grabbed the basket. "You're coming with me," I demanded with a giddy smile on my face. His brown eyes stared down at me with love, but the small crinkles on his forehead let me know that he was worried and stressed still. I wanted to take that away from him, even if it was only for an hour. "I am?" I nodded and grabbed his hand. "Yes, Scarlett is going to cover for you for the hour, and you are all mine." He stood still as he examined me, his head tilted to the side as he gave me that crooked smile that made me want to forget everyone else in the area and kiss him until we couldn't breathe. "And where are we going?" "We are going to have lunch together. Scarlett told me abou

Parker's P.O.V. I was late. I was very late getting back, and the unamused look on Athena's face as I passed her group training let me know that the other leaders were not pleased with me because of it. Yet, I walked onto the field with my head held high. It was obvious where I had been. Not only did I walk off the field with my mate in front of everyone, but I was also sure that I still smelled like her. They all knew exactly what I was up to instead of training. But if they got to take breaks, I should be allowed to as well. I wasn't the only one who would come back from lunch smelling like their mate. However, I was the only leader to leave in the middle of training for a rendezvous with their mate. It was unprofessional but so worth it. I would be dreaming about today for years to come. Kaylee had me throwing away all logic and distractions when I was around her. I was consumed, and completely infatuated. It would be dangerous if it wasn't so amazing. I never knew what I wa

Kaylee's P.O.V. It wasn't as uncomfortable as I imagined it to be, having Hudson hang out with me for the rest of the day. We actually got along really well and had a lot in common. I could see why he was friends with Parker. He maintained a respectful distance, staying seated in the desk chair, while I sat on the bed as we watched television. It seemed a bit extreme to me, but he even refused to let me go grab food. He said that he either needed to grab it for me himself, or he needed Parker to grab it on the way home so they could make sure no one had tampered with it. I laughed it off, but the thought that someone could try to drug me to hand me over to the other pack or poison me to kill me made me angry. After everything that I had gone through, I was surprised that I felt so angry. I thought I would feel paranoid, but I didn't. I was so sick and tired of being pushed around and hurt. I had finally been freed, and I was going to fight tooth and nail to keep it that way. "Huds