"Of course you did." Yuki pouts and gets up. She kisses his cheek, then puts on the dress while looking for her panties.
"Looking for these?" Cedric holds them up before pocking them. "These are now mine." He pulls up his pants and hands her his boxers. "You can have these instead. Think of me while you get ready for bed."
Taking the boxers, she slips them on and giggles when they don't stay up. "I can't wear them. They're way too big." Yuki points then giggles. She hugs him, and the two disappear back to the castle.
Luna smiles at the two that finally return. "It looks like the two of you had fun. Yuki, head on up to bed; Cedric will see you again."
Cedric kissed Yuki off the forehead. "That I will. See you again, Princess." He watched her skip away and turned to Luna. "It will be time soon enough. Let's draw the blood, and I will be on my way."
“In a werewolf pack, you cannot interfere with the mate choice of a clan fellow. You cannot intentionally harm that werewolf’s chosen mate. You are not, however, required to help that person should he find himself in a life - threatening situation.
Somehow, Zeb had managed to stumble into several such situations in the few months since he ’d been engaged to Jolene. He’d had several hunting “accidents” while visiting the McClaine farm, even though he didn’t hunt. The brakes on his car had failed while he was driving home from the farm—twice. Also, a running chainsaw mysteriously fell on him from a hayloft.
He would never get that pinkie toe back.”
― Molly Harper, Nice Girls Don't Date Dead Men