Dallas
I wake again with Philip sleeping in my arms, sitting uncomfortably beside my mate whom they will try to wake again today. This time, because it’s planned, I’ll be here with Philip. He and I have bonded over the past few days. It’s obvious that his piece of s**t father didn’t act like a father to him any more than he acted like a mate to Nicolette. He has soaked up every bit of attention I've given him.
As uncomfortable as my mind and body are in the twisted positions I’ve had to sleep in and the concern I have for Nicolette finding out that I’m her mate, Kirnon is strangely calm and quiet. He’s happy having her near, her scent in our nose, and her pup in our arms. He, like me, accepts her pup as ours. She’s ours, so therefore, he’s ours too.
Before everyone arrives, I wake Phili
