We stayed like that for some time, enjoying each other's embrace, his grip on me so tight it had me chuckling. Finally, Xander lets go of me, his countenance back to his usual one; expressionless.
“Are you okay?” I asked, he nodded his head at me, yet I knew he was not okay, if there was one thing my mate was good at was; masking his emotions,
After an hour in the crypt we eventually left, the drive back home was a silent one and as earlier he grasped my hand while he drove. I loved this progress,
Xander and I arrived back at the mansion, I noticed a few people in the living room. Mainly the women I had a meeting with later that evening, I wondered why they were this early plus the tension in the air seemed something was wrong,
We strolled in their direction, “What's going on?” my mate
