Chapter 114

Kane's POV

“Do you know what’s great about being a werewolf?” Willow asks four days after we came home with Adare.

“Literally everything?”

She snorts. “No, not everything. Werewolves are too emotional, and our hearts rule our heads all the time. No, the fast healing.”

“Aren’t you used to that?” I ask. “Didn’t the witches instantly heal you when you were hurt or sick?”

Willow shakes her head. “Depended on how long my father wanted me to suffer.”

She says it matter of factly, like the thought doesn’t hurt, but I can feel it. I choose to ignore it because she’s trying to hide it from me. She jumps out of bed and stretches. I cringe inwardly. I want her to rest. After the difficult pregnancy and the C-section, all I want to do is wrap her up in cotton wool and stick her in a glass case to keep her safe.

She leans over the cot and lifts Adare into her arms, walking back to the bed to nurse him. No one has been able to come near our apartment. Willow is easily the most protective she-wolf I