Tobias’s POV
Zezar and I were enjoying the concert. “This is the first time I have been to a human concert.” Zezar said. I smiled at him. Zezar and I have been close the last couple months. I pulled him close to me. I was only a few inches taller than him. I placed my nose in the crook of his neck, inhaling his drakkar noir scent. I softly growled against his neck. Warlocks and witches are not very social until you have earned their trust. Even though Zezar and I have been together this whole time, I still haven't marked him yet. He wanted to wait until we got to know each other more since he was new to the whole werewolf mating thing.
“Tobias, people are starting to stare at us.” Zezar whined as he tried to wiggle free from my grasp. I looked up at the side of his face through my lashes
