Wyatt POV
The silence in the room was deafening as we tried to understand what we had witnessed moments ago. Sia torched our office because she became angry. Although her anger was justified, the fact remains that her thoughts pushed her to torch the room. Our mate almost burned down the place because she was pissed off. Wes and I were in so much trouble.
I felt her turning to look over at Wes. She was worried about hurting him. I admired her concern for him. It meant our bond was growing.
I clutched her to my chest and stroked her hair. Wes seemed unphased by the burning fabric around us. He had not taken his eyes off our mate. He was whipped.
You don't need to stare so much, bro. She is ours. I teased him, making him look up at me.
She is everything I've ever wanted. I almost f***
