Page 57 of The Werewolf Cowboy
“Two days?” Tristan asked. “It takes that long?”
Gideon shook his head. “That is a short time for a mating. Nymphs go into heat and it lasts for a full week.”
The Silver Wizard blinked. “Seven days of nonstop sex?”
Gideon laughed. “Now you know why I asked to get rid of the nymphs when Xavier joined the Brehon. I had my hands full.”
“And your dick full,” Xavier added.
Gideon scowled. “I did what I could to keep the peace.”
Xavier leaned against the headboard. “Is that what it was called back in the olden days?”
But Gideon did not smile. He tilted his head, as if listening to something. The Crimson Wizard stared into the distance, and then his expression smoothed out. Xavier knew what had happened. He’d seen Gideon go into an almost trancelike state when he divined the future.
“I will take over your duties,” Gideon said. “You may be quite busy for the next two days.”
“Why?” he demanded.
But Gideon did not offer any other information.
Like the other wizards, he could not foresee his own fate. He didn’t like the sly smile Gideon sported.
I can’t get involved with Ciara. I will break her heart.And for the first time in centuries, he cared about someone else’s heart. His had been shattered long ago by Andromeda, and had no hopes of repair. When Andromeda had betrayed him, he’d quietly decided he would never love again.
Love hurt, and he had too many responsibilities
