Nick's POV
"Yours," her sweet lips purred against mine. We looked into each other's eyes before reluctantly pulling apart. Lasher was still a bit riled up from that centaur trying to claim his mate. I was trying to calm him, but he wanted horse flesh.
Minister Flint placed his hands on our shoulders. "You may sit while we set up for the coronation. It will only be a few minutes." He told us.
Calliope glanced over at me, and I knew she was aware I was struggling with Lasher. She placed her small hand into mine and squeezed. The tingles from our bond soothed my savage wolf. We walked over to some empty seats next to Calliope's mother and aunts. Penelope was sleeping in Aspen's arms.
"Calm down, Lasher," Calliope spoke to me. 'No centaur is going to take me away from you.'
