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he’d wanted to show her what he found
wonderful about their new existence and she kept pushing him
away.
    Sanda needed to talk to Beryx.
    She helped Garrett clean up and offered once
more to help him when needed, then slipped out of the cottage to
head home again. She’d drop off her basket and go find her mate,
his work for the Alpha could wait until the next day.
    She got to the cottage only to be met by her
mate’s scent at the door. He was already home. Steeling her nerves,
Sanda went inside. The fire crackled cozily. Beryx’s scent filled
the air around her. His cloak hung by the door, but he was nowhere
to be seen. Sanda hung her cloak, put the basket on the table, and
checked the bedroom they shared only to find it empty. Sanda
stopped using her eyes and focused again on her mate’s scent,
following her instincts she headed out the backdoor.
    He stood in front of the stacks of wood piled
up by the cottage wiping his brow with a forearm. He’d rolled up
his sleeves for the work of shifting the wood stacks to expose
still green wood to the open air. Cool mountain sunlight struck him
at an angle, highlighting the lean V of his chest and stomach.
Sanda was caught off guard by the sight.
    She emitted a soft squeak of surprise. Sanda
thought she’d gotten used to his masculine form; a taught mix of
strength and pure sex appeal. Sanda was lucky to find someone like
him, patient, sweet, and very, very male.
    “You still need to practice those sneak
attacks,” Beryx turned his head to the side to speak to her, a
smirk plain to see.
    Sanda cleared her throat, feeling a flush
rise on her cheeks. “I wasn’t trying to sneak up on you.”
    “No,” Beryx turned completely from his work
and came to her. His eyes crinkled at the corners as he swooped in
for a soft closed mouthed kiss in greeting. The kiss was entirely
too short for Sanda’s liking, but she reined in her libido. It was
time to clear up a few things with her mate.
    “What were you doing?”
    “I came out to find you,” Sanda said. She
allowed herself the opportunity of wrapping arms around his waist.
She would never tire of feeling those firm back muscles tense and
relax under her hands.
    “Now you have me.”
    “Yes,” she murmured. Sanda pressed her face
against his chest, reveling in the presence of her mate. His arms
slid down her back, hands stroking down her spine with skillfully
controlled fingertips. The world faded away. Beryx made her feel so
secure, so safe. She sighed. She couldn’t stay there and hide
forever.
    “Beryx,” Sanda said, pushing away slightly so
that she could look into his warm eyes. “You’ve been so wonderful
to me these past few months. I don’t think I could have adjusted
without you.”
    “That isn’t true,” Beryx started to say.
    “If you hadn’t been the one to meet me at the
clearing,” Sanda interrupted, “I would have died trying to get away
from the dangerous werewolves. I thought I was strong,” she
said.
    “You were.”
    “I was frightened. Beryx, you helped me
through that fear, showed me that Lycans weren’t the bloodthirsty
monsters of legend.”
    “My motives weren’t that honorable,” Beryx
muttered, looking at the ground. “I wanted you, Sanda, more than
anything I’ve ever wanted.”
    “I see that,” Sanda said, “I don‘t want
anything but you, Beryx.”
    They kissed, quickly moving from lips to
teeth and tongue swirling around one another. Beryx tried to keep
the kiss soft, but Sanda pulled him close, using her body to show
how much she loved him, how much she wanted him too. Intense
pleasure hummed between them. Sanda felt at once completely happy,
unhindered by fear of the unknown. She’d faced death and loss and
found she could handle both with Beryx. With his help, she’d face
the unknown too.
    “Beryx, show me that place on the mountain
top,” Sanda broke of the kiss to whisper in his ear. “Where you can
see the stars.”
    He stepped back to look at her. His eyes