Chapter Seventy-Five
I wanted to protect her. To make her feel loved and wanted, to show her that we meant what we said. Lover looked at me over the top of her head. He didn’t need to say anything. But I knew exactly what he was thinking. He gave me a nod of understanding and then closed his eyes, burying his face in Sandra’s hair.
Demon moved quietly around the room, closing the balcony door and checking all the locks. When he was done, he drew the curtains and stood at the foot of the bed. His expression was soft as he looked at our mate and I felt his need to protect her just as strong as my own.
Sandra belonged to us. No one would ever hurt her again. She didn’t need to worry about her ex-boyfriend. We would make sure he didn’t hurt her again.
After a few more minutes, Demon moved
