Declan POV
“There’s something different about you,” Adam says, squinting his eyes when I enter the dining room and sit beside him. The dining room is already loud with warriors laughing and demolishing enough food to feed a small village.
“I combed my hair this morning,” I replied sarcastically, reaching for the bacon.
“Nah, that’s not it,” Adam says, shaking his head.
“You’re … you’re smiling,” Adam gasps theatrically, pointing an accusing fork at me. “And you look well-rested."
"I slept," I reply dryly, reaching for the bread basket. No way in hell am I admitting to anybody what happened last night. Not now, anyway. Adam will turn into a giddy schoolgirl if he knows I have found yet another mate. He is a hopeless romantic and starts planning a wedding every time I find a mate, regar
