Arran POV
After finishing training, I headed toward my room. Razor was anxious to find out if our mate was still there.
As soon as I opened the door, her scent was faint, meaning she was gone. I took a deep breath, inhaling the remains of her presence here, hoping she was not mad at me for taking her here.
I walked straight to my bathroom in desperate need of a shower. Today I burned the extra stress from the trip, so I left the training crew half-dead.
I finished my shower, and before exiting my room, I felt compelled to walk close to the bed where she had slept last night.
To my surprise, my note was there, and behind it was a sweet message from her. When I read it, I couldn't help but grin. She is not mad. On the contrary, she is thankful for me looking after her.
My mate is
