Henry and Noah watched Ripley sneaking into the kitchen and soon after sneak out with his arms full of snacks and drinks where they sat under the pergola in the garden. They chuckled when he tried to avoid everyone that looked like they were aiming in his direction.
“Think we should call him for this?” Noah asked with amusement.
“No, I think we should let them be teenagers for the day.”
Noah nodded agreement. “They have both been under a lot of pressure lately.” Then he looked at the Hunter that was sitting calmly beside him, sipping on the coffee an omega had brought them earlier, probably on request of his ever watchful mate.
She had always been attentive as his true mate, but after the confusion where he had been captured and tortured, she was even more so. And Ripley had been
