REBECCA
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the door open and Reiner walk in—unharmed and without a drop of blood on him.
Without wasting any more time, I jumped out of bed and ran into his arms, making him laugh in surprise.
“Well, this is certainly a warm welcome,” he smiled, hugging me tightly and kissing me on the head. “A beautiful mate, a delicious scent of dinner on ... what more could I want?”
Hostilities with the Dark Claws had resumed a few days ago, and that afternoon it had been my mate's turn to go on patrol. It had been only when I'd seen him leave the house after lunch that I truly understood how much he feared my work in the army.
For the entire six hours he'd been away from home, I'd been completely at the mercy of anxiety, unable to think, act, or do anything but
