This is part TWO of the same book under the same title.
Tora never asked to be a Lunos and he certainly didn't ask for three mates.
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As the weakest member of his house, Tora has always been a lone wolf. He's never been the smartest, the bravest...
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~Casper~
He has absolutely no right to look this attractive right now
Tora thinks to himself as he comes out of the private hospital wing looking exhausted but at the very least happy to see me. I carefully push back my messy brown strands from ripping my helmet off to get some air while I waited for him.
Taking on my favorite freshly charged neon green motorcycle, I slowly leaned back in the seat as the love of my life trotted down the small flight of stairs.
Yawning, he rubbed his eyes with my long-sleeved white shirt with the plain gray sweats and sneakers we had security bring him yesterday. Thankfully it's late at night and he's coming out of the back entrance unnoticed with no reporters around to my knowledge, but I'm still armed just in case.
It's been two days since I've last seen him with Tora running straight to Galen after the fight was over, refusing to leave his side and I don't blame him. Thankfully Micah and I were kept busy getting the house ready for his arrival and I'm here to finally bring him home, but we might take a short detour along the way.
I casually swing my leg and get off the bike once he's close, pulling him into a tight hug as my baby buries his head against my chest. I gently kiss the top of his messy mop of copper hair just illuminating under the yellow lights of the city.
"Baby, I missed you so much," Tora grumbles against my leather jacket and my heart still flutters at his words. He always manages to get me in the strangest ways and I don't think I'll ever get used to the power he holds over me.
"I know, we missed you too. Let's go home," I tell him and he looks up with his chin on my chest as he casually blinks a few times, very obviously tired and confused.
"Home?" He asks with that adorable look and I gently peck his perplexed lips.
"Yes baby, we have one of those you know," I remind him and that familiar frown returns. I swear he has this face reserved just for me and if so, I love it even more.
"Yeah, I knew that," He tries to play it off as if he knows but I've seen where he lived before us during the alpha walk and I don't think he'll be able to comprehend the amount of space that now belongs to him.
"Here, take my jacket before you get cold," I offer, but he refuses.
"I need the air, I smell like a hospital," Tora says and I'm slightly offended that he doesn't want some of my warmth, but whatever makes him happy.
I get on the bike first, turning it on with the kick start after throwing on my helmet and turning away from the curb before he joins me. Naturally wrapping his arms around my waist with his legs at my side.
