FLETCHER'S POV

Bianca had been with us for four days when I at last chose to move toward her. I realized she was stunned and damaged by what had befallen her, so I needed to give her space to conform to her new, more amicable conditions. However, I was definitely not a patient person. I needed to mate with her. She had to realize I needed her by my side.

I held on until night when Bianca completed her day of work at the eating lobby. I remained by the front entryway until she emerged, joined by Viola. The two visited joyfully; it seemed like they had quickly bonded with...