Chapter 7

Vivian’s POV

“What are you doing here?”

“Came to walk my mate home, of course.”

“That’s so sweet.”

“Are you okay?”

I smiled at him weakly. “Just another long day.”

“Zeke give it to you that badly?”

I dragged my feet slowly. “You have no idea. I’m starting to wonder if this is worth it.”

“He said he’d do this anyway to you to try to force you to be a breeder though, right?”

I chewed my lip. “You’re right.”

“Might as well go down swinging.”

“I’m not going down. But I will be swinging.”

“That’s my mate.”

Ivy kept swooning every time he called us mate. She really needed to calm down. Maybe I needed to have a talk with him. But it was kind of nice to hear someone say it, knowing no one would ever say it to me again. Maybe I should just relish it while I could. It was a comforting and endearing term.

When we reached our apartment, I looked up at the stairs, shuddering at the thought of climbing them