“When I know what, Kitten? Dere isn’t a damn ting you could say dat would make me not want to be wit’ you.”
“I didn’t fight him. I just…did what he said.”
Remy lifted his hand to her cheek and brushed his fingertips along her skin. “I know, cher. And it doesn’t change a ting. You’re my mate. No’ting is goin’ to change dat. What he did to you, dat’s on him, not you. Come on, Kitten, let’s get you inside.” He knew both Caine and Emelise would be waiting on the front porch of their home.
He was gentle with her as he helped her out of the boat. Once again, he kept an arm around her as he escorted her through the compound. Just as he’d expected, Caine and Emelise were waiting for them. He was reluctant to let go of her, but once they were on the porch, he stepped back. “You try to get some rest, cher. I’ll check on you later, yeah?”
He heard her swallow before she lifted her gaze to him. “I don’t think I’ll be sleeping any time soon but…I’ll try.”
“Dat’s all I ask, Kitten.” He traced her jaw a moment before he handed her off to Emelise, who escorted her inside.
“I had Declan take da bastard, who took her out, to where we fought wit’ da Red Moon Clan. He’s waitin’ for us.”
“Us?” Remy cocked a brow at his Alpha.
“Da bastard kidnapped a member of my Pard, a’course I’m gonna be dere, Remy. Let’s go.”
Remy nodded at Caine. It made sense that his Alpha would want to be present. “Just as long as I get to make him pay for touchin’ my mate,” he growled as he fell into step with his Alpha.
“Don’t worry, Remy, da bastard is all yours,” Caine assured him as they made their way through the compound and out into the surrounding swamp.
