The One He Claimed by cooper (Sophie and Hunter) novel Chapter 161

“Good for her! I’ll check in with her, find out her feelings about being a part of Owen’s execution, and I’ll also check out this Dr. Caspian. What about Leah and the other mates?”

“We lost one of the mates. She was older, her pups grown. Brooklyn took it hard. You

apparently tasked her with checking on them and she took that to mean that it was her job to keep them alive. I feel like the others are alive just because of her. She’s a lot stronger than she comes across.”

“That which doesn’t kill you…” I say.

“I think she was strong before this. I think Michael just kept her and Leah under his thumb. It will be interesting now to see what happens

with them.”

“Has she regained her wolf?” I ask.

“Not yet. Even if they don’t, I have no intention of rejecting them from the pack,” Hunter says, making me smile.

“Good, because that’s what I told Brooklyn when I saw her last,” I say as we step out of the shower and dry off.

“Great minds think alike, my love.”

He leans down and kisses me. This time he takes his time before

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releasing me.

“Oh, I have one more favor to ask you. I need you to talk to Margot, maybe with Kinsley.”

“About what?”

“She’s planning to die when we kill Joshua, basically told me to not let that stop me from killing him because she won’t let it stop her. I need you to talk to her, try to convince her that she shouldn’t give up. She’s still young enough to live a full life. She may never choose to be mated again, but that doesn’t mean that she has to give up and die.”

“I’ll talk to her. She has so much to give to a pack, even if it’s not as their Luna. I’ll get Kinsley to talk with us as well, that’s a good idea. Kinsley understands better than I do about what Margot went through.”

“I’m glad you don’t know, glad you never had to feel that kind of embarrassment, shame, or pain,” Hunter says, pulling me against his body and wrapping his arms around me.

I sigh, leaning into him. He really is the perfect man, the perfect mate.

‘Perfect for you because you’re perfect for me,‘ he says in my head, listening to my thoughts.

“I love you, my mate,” I say, looking up at him, letting my feelings of love flow through the bond.

He growls, leaning in to kiss me. “Were you planning on leaving this room? Because when you do that, I just want to bury myself inside you

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giggle, before getting lost in his kiss, his scent, and his taste.

It’s a bit later before we finally leave our room, going to look for breakfast. Hunter had apparently called off warrior training yesterday and today to allow our warriors to heal before getting back into sparring, so breakfast is being served a bit later than usual.

After breakfast, I kiss my mate again, wave at Lucas and let Kinsley know that I need to chat with her later.

“Are you headed to the pack hospital?” she asks me.

“I am. I’m going to talk to Brooklyn. Want to come?” I ask her.

“Sure do. I need to check out this Dr. Caspian for myself,” she says, making me laugh. It seems everyone is protective of Brooklyn.

When we walk in, I see a couple of warriors sitting around, Brutus and Matthew.

“Is everything okay?” I ask them, not having heard that someone was in bad shape.

“We’re keeping an eye on the new doc who says he’s Brooklyn’s mate,” the older warrior, Brutus, says, jutting his chin in the direction he’s looking.

I glance at Kinsley and see her lips twitching.

“So this is a protective detail?” she asks the two warriors.

“We watch out for our own,” Matthew says.

“I heard what you did at their house. That was very generous,” I say.

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n his chair, but he’s glaring past me. I turn and see a man I ow who keeps looking up at Brooklyn. I know the look well. e looks at me like that all the time.

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