Mason woke up with his face covered in something incredibly soft and a weight on his arm. At first, he thought it was Lillian since she had a habit of showing up and lying next to him when she was on a mission. Mason inhaled deeply, filling his nostrils with a heavy winter blossom scent. He opened his eyes and noticed he was in his room, in his bed, with Xenia's back cuddled against him. His breath caught in his throat as he tried to stay still. Her sheer red nightgown didn't leave much to the imagination.
How the hell did I get here? He wondered.
"She is our mate, and she was in pain," Rodin answered him. "It's only natural I would want to be close to her, and seeing how cowardly you are, I moved us here."
Mason would've argued with him, but Xenia turned and placed her head on his ch
