Chey’s POV I want my mate to mark me, but he won’t give in, no matter what I do. I know it’s because the council held firm on its ruling, and I also know how close he’s come to just doing it anyway, so I’m not worried about it. Liam wants me, that much is clear, but today I can admit that he’s being a little too weird for my liking. “Is something wrong?” My mate has been staring at the same document for over an hour, but I haven’t said anything because in the past, I would fall asleep with my eyes open, and I thought he was doing the same thing until I heard him sigh one too many times. “I’m sorry, my love. I just have a lot on my mind.” “The twins?” The man nods, so I force myself to stand and move closer to him so he can rub my belly. “Just a few more weeks of this.” Liam chuckles,

