"I think it was a little bit easier for Ronan. He's been a werewolf longer, and even before he was monogamous. Not like Jazz and I," he said. It seemed so long ago that all he thought about was the next shag, never getting close to anyone. Now, he couldn't imagine things any other way. "All we can do is be supportive." He thought about Dale as well. He was going through the same thing.
He sank into the hug, sighing against Bryn's shoulder. "That might be a good idea. Jazz and I feed off each other, and next thing you know your stag night will be in Monte Carlo the night before the wedding, and you'll lose everything in the casinos."