Chapter 53

"I hate that I came between you and General Craft." I admitted. "What if this causes you to not work well together and it's my fault the war goes down on our side?" "It was my honor, and duty to beat the shit out of that bastard." "Still, it was just a disagreement and..." "No. He laid his hands on you." He growled. "Clayton knows he made a mistake, and I'll make sure he works hard to make up for it. He won't cause you anymore trouble, I promise." "I hate that you're so direct and upfront with me, because...you're only doing it because it's your duty. Sometimes I feel like I'm just a duty to you. I had hoped for a mate who would do all the things you do out of...affection." I sighed. Shot. Salt. Lime. "But we're getting there, right?" He asked, taking a shot. I looked at him and smiled wearily. Were we? "I'd like to think so." I said. "I don't like how reckless I'm becoming ever since I've met you. The last time my wolf took over that easily was many years ago." He said. "