Zeph's POV
I stop kissing her and smirk, feeling satisfied for some reason. If there's anything that fascinates me, it's how little things please Kestrel. She's happy at everything. She's happy at the water, happy at the flowers, happy at the birds chirping in the trees around this place. She's been wandering around the property for the past hour, touching everything like it's made of magic, and I can't take it anymore.
I'm going crazy with her being this close to me. Xander is losing control, just wanting to claim her all the time. Every time she laughs, every time she smiles, every time she bends over to smell a flower, my wolf pushes at my control, demanding I mark her, take her, make her completely ours.
Mate is perfect, Xander growls in my head. Why do we wait? Claim her now.
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