Possessive

Alari's pov

Damien left for about 30 minutes to discuss pack business with Lucien after breakfast, instructing us to be ready to hit the road by the time he returned.

I spent the time away from him listening to Pearl gush about Mason, loving the smile on her face and love in her eyes as she spoke.

“Urg Lari he's perfect, and so gentle and just aaaaaah” she squealed, making me burst out in laughter.

The door to Pearl's room burst open and Mason rushed in, looking worried.

“I heard a scream, what's wrong?!” He asked, rushing over to the bed where we sat and took her face into his hands.

“Are you hurt?” He asked and my heart melted at how tender he was.

“No silly, we're okay” Pearl giggled, her smile so wide I worried she would have wrinkles.

“Oh okay” he said, kissing her cheek.

“I'm sorry for intruding my Queen” he bowed to me and I just waved it off.

“The King sent me, it's time to go”