Zelenia POV
Connor’s strong arm was protectively wrapped around my waist, as we walked down another one of the beautifully kept ancient streets.
Ever since we woke, huddled together this morning he had had the largest smile on his hansom face. I obviously knew it was due to his long awaited release, but it made me feel proud that it was me that had alleviated his undeniable s****l frustration.
His possessiveness over me had increased tenfold over the last few days, his growls and deathly glares towards any male that looked in my direction were coming thick and fast. I cuddled in as close as I could to him, trying to calm his domineering temper, seeming to put him at some ease.
The small café we stood outside of seemed quaint, a small chime sounded as we opened the glass panelled door.
