King Harvey cradles me lovingly to his chest in our bed, and winces when his knuckles brush my face.
“Ow,” he grimaces. “That stupid ice shield! I had no idea he would do that!”
“How did you break it anyway?” I ask, lifting my hand to press it above his and heal his wounds lightly.
I can handle scrapes and that is about it.
King Harvey smiles down at me. “I am so thankful you are my mate… and naked.”
“King Harvey.” I address my husband firmly. “How did you break the barrier?”
“Force.”
“Ah, so I can’t do that.”
King Harvey understands my question and his brown eyes widen. “Oh, you believe it was werewolf abilities?”
“Yes.”
“No, it was my strength. But with your luna abilities I am sure you can highlight your hands and fight. Not that I want you in any form of close combat, Elena.”
