Isabella’s P.O.V.Tranquility.
That’s what I felt in his arms. I don’t know if it was just because I had a bad day or because he was my mate, but I felt at total peace. I usually feel that when I’m surrounded with my siblings, but this was the first time when I felt like this with someone else, within someone else’s arms. He has turned to be my kryptonite.
We are both enveloped in each other’s arms, when I hear the coffee machine beeping, suggesting that it’s ready. I loosen my hold on him and turn towards the machine to make everyone some coffee. As I open the cabinet to get the cups, I feel arms wrap around my waist. I know it’s Mason, so I don’t shove him away; instead I keep on doing my work. I get a tray and set the cups on it, moving towards the milk pot and pouring it in and gettin
