he was a boy, she was a girl

Bourbon aimed to steal a kiss as she agreed that he was right in his assessment of their situation. The Empress needed to be told of their relationship. Lucretia meant the world to him, and the thought of being her closest companion but there being another wolf she called her mate.. He shook himself mentally. It was an awful thought, and he thanked the stars again that she belonged to him. Just as much as he belonged to her.

Lucretia pressed further, how would the Klein matriarch be told of the development? He nuzzled into her coat supportively as she questioned him. She easily relaxed against him in his offered support, as long as they were together he was sure that his love could do anything. Even tell her sister potentially rough news. ”I promised I wouldn’t leave your side.” He reminded her lovingly. ”Surely if she sees how much we care for each other.” Bourbon was trying to be optimistic, but the Empress was anything but predictable.