Max POV*
My stomach growled at the site of the food platters the omegas brought out of the kitchen. Emily’s sweet touch brought my attention back to her. I looked down and smiled at her.
“You and Aliyah really need to find a nicer way to bond.” She said, worry clear on her face as she looked at the blood dripping from my mouth. I chuckled at her comment and pulled her close to my side, making sure not to place her close to my chest.
I’m worried about Aliyah. She hadn't found her mate in an ideal way, and she seemed to be fighting for control with herself now. To the ordinary eye, she was probably just tired or overwhelmed, but I knew her too well. She wasn't sleeping much these days, and she was definitely using something to cope. What that was I did not know, but I was going to find
