(Cole P.O.V)

“No Cone no weave!!” Nikki begs, clutching my leg for dear life, tears streaming fast down her face.

“I have to, princess, I have Alpha duties to do. Now go with Trevor, he’ll take good care of you while I’m away,” I try to pry her from my leg.

“NO CONE PWEASE NO WEAVE ME!” She pleads and I feel her heartbreak.

Roy howls in pain, mate’s hurt, he says, we hurt mate!

I know Roy, I feel terrible but we have a pack to take care of ...