Once we start the ride with Deimos driving and Theia in the passenger seat while Cronus and I sit side by side at the backseat, I cannot have a proper conversation with Cronus as Deimos keeps looking at me through the rear- view mirror. Every time I speak or chuckle, he's got his eyes on me despite Theia talking to him all the way. Trying to ignore the heat of your mate's stare is one of the hardest things to do. Opening the widow to le some air in to chill my heated cheeks I try my hardest not to look at him.
Reaching the marketplace, I jump out the car. I cannot seem to control my excitement. It's an open market buzzing with wolves and humans. The bright colors of the market entice me puling me closer to check the products sellers are selling. Cronus walks ahead angling his to me to
