###TEMPERAMENTAL LITTLE FLOWER###
ZIONs POV...
I walk out of the cabin with my fists clenched into tight balls at my sides, attempting to decrease my rapid breathing with each thunderous step I take.
As I storm down the corridors, I disregard my crew, a snarl plays on the tip of my tongue as I do so. Who knew my mate would turn out to be such a temperamental little flower?
The Gods are truly trying to test my tolerance where she is concerned.
I make a right turn when I reach the end of the corridor that leads to the eatery hall and I stand in front of the face recognition device that is mounted beside the door.
"Welcome alpha king Zion," The automated voice says after it finishes scanning my face and the twin doors slide open, revealing the flight deck.
I walk to t
