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be good, because Vadim hated the thought of Josh feeling any hurt because of him. The wolf had suffered enough through his ignorance.
    “If you’ll have me, then I’m here to stay. Forever. By your side.”
    Yes! Thank the Fates he had found the right words. Josh’s face blossomed like the rising sun and Vadim felt an answering warmth throughout his whole body. So this was what it felt like to have someone approve of him? Vadim thought he could get to like that feeling as well.
    “You’re tired, and I am too,” Josh said, his soft voice in direct contrast to the fingers that washed down Vadim’s legs, even separating each toe. “I want you to stay more than anything. You have no idea how long I have wanted to meet my mate. But I suspect,” he added when Vadim couldn’t hide his full-body twitch at those words, “that this is going to be hard on you in more ways than one. Can we share a bed, get the rest we need at least, and then maybe talk when we both feel a bit more up to it?”
    Vadim nodded his acceptance, even as his mind screamed share a bed? But then another random thought crossed his mind, and he blurted out, “Which one are you really?”
    Josh’s forehead furrowed as he tried to work out what Vadim was asking and although it wasn’t something he usually did, Vadim felt a compulsion to explain.
    “When I arrived you were forceful about your wants – abrupt, firm, no nonsense. Here, in this space, you’ve treated me with nothing but gentleness and concern.”
    Clearly deciding the question required some thought, Josh grabbed some towels from the top of the toilet lid, and put his hand under Vadim’s elbow helping him to stand. Vadim didn’t need the help – the brief infusion of Josh’s delicious blood was more than enough to set him on the road to recovery, and the heat from the bath water had helped ease his aches. But Vadim had already suspected that his mate was tactile and he wasn’t going to do anything to break the fragile trust they were developing. He allowed Josh to help him step out, and wrap him in a couple of towels, while Josh took care of toweling out the excess water in his hair. Josh wasn’t a short man – Vadim being only two or three inches taller than his mate.
    It wasn’t until Josh led him into a large bedroom, complete with floor to ceiling windows on one wall, the floor space dominated by a large bed, that his man answered the question.
    “You know I’m a beta wolf, right?” Still speaking, Josh was moving him, drying Vadim’s body with firm strokes of the towel, pulling back the coverlets on the bed, and indicating Vadim should climb in. Vadim wanted to ask if his mate had some sleep pants he could wear, but he didn’t want to come across as prudish. He just hadn’t slept in the nude for a long time and Josh still had his own pants on. While it unsettled him somewhat, he settled for nodding instead.
    “A beta wolf is strong – a fighter for the pack. We’re stronger than Gamma or Omega wolves, and can be as strong as an Alpha, without the urge to lead. But there is another crucial part of our make-up which is just as important…”
    “The caring gene,” Vadim said, understanding what his mate was explaining to him. Josh had settled into bed with him, the two men close, but not quite touching.
    “Exactly,” Josh smiled and even in the dimly lit room Vadim could feel that tantalizing warmth again. Unfortunately for him, most of his blood was now centered on his cock, but somehow Vadim had the idea that now wasn’t the time to mention it.
    “It means that we care about our mates, our pack and our Alpha. We put their safety above our own and we are usually built to take care of most threats. Of course in this pack it is a little different as there are so many other powers as well, but I’m comfortable in my role here.”
    “You’re an enforcer?” There was a part of Vadim that wanted to keep the conversation going, and another part that desperately