Cierra:
Being in his arms was a moment that passed far too quickly. One of his hands ran gently across my cheek, while the other rested at the small of my back. He guided me closer, adjusting my body until I was looking him in the eye.
He ran both thumbs across my face and eyes. Then his hand slid into his pocket, pulling out a black handkerchief. When he cleaned my face and nose, I nearly sobbed all over again.
“We have a meeting with the council in thirty minutes, and they can’t see my beta upset like this.” His words, though soft, nearly made my stomach flip over itself completely.
I wanted to ask if I had to be there. But I already knew the answer to that. I already knew it was required of me.
“I’ll go back and get cleaned up and changed.” My voice sounded rough, betraying how I f
