"Did you miss me?"
He glares, an expression so fierce I shrink away.
"I missed you as much as I would miss a lung, I could hardly even breathe without you."
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Opal has been through a lot in her life, many things t...
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Keifer POV
I carry Opal high up, her slight weight propped against my chest. Kicking the door to the wolf sanctuary open, I stomp into the pouring of snow from overhead, shaking my head so the flecks of moisture fly out of my hair. I pull my jacket up higher with one hand to keep her dry.
She feels so small, so breakable, so exposed. I feel like one little snowflake will leave her shattered.
She's shivering, and I curse under my breath, breaking into a light jog to get her to the car as fast as possible.
By the time the suburban is in sight, the jacket is soaked through and Opal is shivering. Whoever is holding the keys unlocks the vehicle with a click of a button. The lights flash and I fling the passenger door open, crawling in and slamming the door shut behind me.
Opal is curled up in my arms. She tucks her face into my chest, her forehead colliding with the skin exposed under my collar. Warm tingles flood inside me. It's as if her presence has set them free, bursting the damn of feeling and letting every new sensation and emotion free.
These little tingles are odd. I missed them. They rush through my muscles and bones like life giving water, granting an odd amount of strength to my body.
I need this strength, this new power, I need it to take care of her. I need it to protect my mate. It just disgusts me, this newly found strength.
How can this bond lend me so much brawn when it's torn Opal apart? It's not fair.
"My dad..." Opal shutters between chattering teeth. "He was wrong."
I glance up through the fogging windows, seeing Beau as he opens my door. I frown at him, trying to ward him off. He simply holds out the keys. I grab them wordlessly from his hand, still distrustful of the faerie.
He may have helped us recover my mate, but he's still a stranger with a bad reputation.
"We're going to go find some clothes for her. Maybe it'll help Ace calm down." He glances once at Opal, quickly returning his eyes to me. He doesn't have to say it, but I know he silently judges me too.
Rightfully so. How can anyone let this happen to their mate?
"Ok. Just give us some time." I murmur, petting Opal's head gently, comforting myself with the contact.
He nods.
"I'll try." With that, he's gone with his son and Ace trailing behind them with his hands shoved in his pockets. Opal's dad won't so much as look at me as large puffs of air leave his flaring nice. He's still pissed.
They disappear into the dark town, likely off to go rob some tourist shop for something decent for Opal to wear.
I shove the key angrily into the ignition, trying to keep my limbs from shaking with anger and failing. I'm practically vibrating as the suburban rumbles to life.
