Xavier's pov.
If he was surprised, he didn't show it, he only said,
“A few wolves on border patrol thought she was a rogue; they didn't know who she was….who she really was.”
I held his gaze for what felt like an eternity. Wrapping my head around his statement, I try to calm my wolf down. I released my grip on him before I ran a hand over my face, pacing restlessly.
There was no use in denying who she was to me now; he knew she was my mate. I could see it in his eyes.
“Where is she?” I demanded, my impatience getting the better of me. My wolf was agitated at the mere thought of Honey being hurt. Taking a second to readjust his shirt, he nudged his head to the inside of the infirmary before I barged in.
“M…my king.” the nurse stuttered as her eyes travelled through my naked form;
