MASON’S POV:
I sit at the dining table, gazing out at the river where Bree is training some of the pack warriors. It was the best night's sleep I've had in ages. I couldn't resist sneaking in and holding Iris all night; there was just no way I could sleep away from her, with her being so close. Luckily, I managed to slip away before either she or James noticed.
A smile tugs at my lips as I take a sip of my tea, reminiscing about my mate's gentle snores.
“I saw you last night,” a small voice interrupts my thoughts. I turn to find James standing there in his dinosaur pajamas and Trex slippers, arms crossed.
Shit. I carefully set down my mug and meet his gaze, mirroring his crossed arms. “What exactly did you see?”
“You... you was huggin’ my mommy in bed.”
Shit
“I…” by the look on the
