“What's up with your sweet wife?” Damian began. His face held a smirk.
Derrick shot him a glare.
“Well, I'm open to offering some of my magnanimous wisdom and knowledge of women if you want,” he added, still smirking.
Derrick shuddered a sigh. “What do you suggest I do? She won't accept to be my mate and—” he paused and felt his heart tighten. It had been happening recently ever since he found out Lia was his mate. The mere thought of her made his heart race and his wolf excited. Suddenly she was a part of him he didn't want to lose. That he was afraid of not having.
“Be nice to her,” Damian said softly.
He looked at him. “Nice? I am very nice to her. I mean, I have been these days.” At least he was trying.
“Not that. Be nicer to her and why don't you court her properly?”
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