Swiftcurrent Creek you aren't the kind of boy who should be marrying the wrong girl

Coy—she egged him on, and he found amusement pulling at the corner of his lips. Eshe was a breath of fresh air in so many ways—confident in a way that was sexy and yet her kindness showed through. A woman who wore her heart on her sleeve.

For a moment, he could have regretted that he hadn’t taken her up on her offer prior—that she wasn’t rounding with his pups. He knew at the heart of it, it was best this way, given his trio of pups were hurting in so many ways from so many different things—primarily, a missing mother and a previously absent father.

What would they think of the carefree healer before him?

She nipped at him, a crooning growl and he was swift in his descent, his mouth moving to capture her with a brazen kiss—his own chest vibrating with a rumble as he would move to nip heatedly at her cheek, only grazing—and yet tasting.