ALPHA LUKE POV
Although I was listening to everything that Lilimar was saying to me, I couldn’t take my eyes off my mate. She was wrapped up in my duvet, as if it was her lifeline. Knowing that my scent was providing the comfort she needed had Art strutting around in my head like a peacock. “She needs us.” He gushed like a teenage boy. I can’t blame him.
Her cute little bruised face peaked out of the blankets, big brown eyes roaming over every inch of me. I was close to doing my own peacock strut. Lilimar cleared her throat and waved as she walked out. “Thanks LIlimar.” I closed the door and turned back to my mate. Slowly, I walked over and took the other available seat at the small table. I smiled softly, not wanting to spook her.
There was so much confusion in her eyes. I hated that
