Queen Ashlyn
I dragged my mate to our bedroom. What the hell was he thinking of conspiring with my brother? I told her she could go to prove I trusted her. She is almost eighteen and will have to make decisions for herself. Also, she will have to learn to listen to her gut feelings. She needs to learn these things and won't if a warrior is following her around.
"Someone is eager to get me alone," Mason purred, pushing up against the closed door of our room.
"To talk. Now sit," I pushed against his chest.
"We can talk right here," he mumbled, kissing my neck. He grabbed my wrists and pushed my arms above my head.
"Why would you call my brother?"
He sighed before grumbling. "Is this something you want to talk about now?"
"Yes. She needs to know we trust her, and you asked my brother t
