-HUDSON'S POV-
"Tell her to get off those damn pills." Regis implored, "I want to put pups in her immediately."
Ignoring my wolf, I pushed him to the back of my consciousness. We were both happy that she wanted to wear our mark. And the desire to consistently touch her does not abate. The future had morphed into an optimistic blithe. Now that she was in my possession, I never wanted to let her go.
At the same time, we started to act aggressively and possessively because she meant the world to us, too good to lose. Phoebe was the antidote to my insecurities, among other things.
Although there were many other people in the room, I could feel someone observing us. At first I did not care, because who would dare to interrupt an Alpha and his mate? It would be a death wish.
Lowering my hea
