Yorick
By the time we get back to the Academy, my brother’s warriors have arrived with my things. Cyra and I help them unpack and I thank them before they head back home. Rather than waste time unpacking, I take Cyra to her room, strip her down and remind her that she’s mine and will always be mine.
When I feel that I’ve sufficiently worn my mate out, I hop up out of bed.
“Where are you going?” she murmurs, snuggling into the bed.
“Time to get some dinner. Plus, I can’t wait to see our friends. Come on, get up. You need to eat because I’m not done with you yet,” I say, watching as her eyes open and lock onto mine.
“You really are insatiable, aren’t you?” she asks.
“For you? Absolutely. It’s a Hill trait. None of the men in my family can get enough of their mates,” I grin.
She raises
