(warning: long chapter!)
(Amara POV)
After Rowan and Ceil finished their schedule planning they bid farewell and when to change to their normal attire.
I opened the door to my bedroom but turned around with a blush. Aramis was behind me, his expression void.
"Umm anything wrong?" I asked as he eyed me from top to bottom. To my utter shock, he grabbed my hand.
"Are you feeling ok now?" he asked as I frowned. "Earlier you seemed in pain. Are you alright now?" he said and I couldn’t help but give a small smile.
"Yea. I am ok" The warmth of his hand flowed through my body and I felt more relaxed.
"Ok," he mumbled as he left my hand. Almost instantly my wolf hissed and I felt cold. As he turned around to go to his room, I grabbed his hand.
"That’s all?" I couldn’t help but pout.
"Umm
