Fallon POV
My eyes open slowly and I smile, stretching out my hands skim over my belly and the tight, slightly painful feeling in my core cements the fact that I’m indeed mated now. I turn my head and find him, sleeping peacefully. His arm slumped over me, I turn slowly not to wake him just looking at him. His scar, the fine lines on his face, mostly worry lines, his soft lips, his beard neatly trimmed and his absolutely adorable ears. For a man his size he has the cutest ears. My eyes travel down to his neck and I see it, his mark but it looks strange, it looks like a cut that didn’t heal. Oh crap, what was I thinking? Wait I wasn’t, the pleasure clouded my judgement so badly. Crap Fallon. I’ve woken up next to him so many times, but today it’s different, today he’s naked, his bare chest
