Skye’s P.O.V.
“Your eyes look like panda eyes.” I glared at Thomas when he remarked teasingly while coming inside the chamber.
“Don’t kill me with your eyes, okay? I am still waiting for my mate,” he continued teasing, and I really wanted to throw a punch at him, but with his tall and broad figure, my punch would be like throwing cotton balls at him.
“Okay. Enough teasing from my side. Let’s start with the lesson,” he said further, still keeping that teasing smile dancing on his lips.
I couldn’t sleep a wink last night because of Arthur’s presence beside me.
No matter how far I tried to move away from him, whenever I opened my eyes, I found myself in his embrace, and it was sending both Mora and me into a frenzy.
Thomas, then, started lecturing me about the dynamic of the Frostebite
