Xael
Xena is inside ensuring that we have enough supplies when the rest of us head towards the twelve-sitter four-by-four vehicle we will be using to tour the conservatory and waterfalls. Stupid Gwen runs to my arms. She is so daft. Diana did not bite her enough. My charm has snapped before I can react. The witc…
“Mate! Mate!” Clint yells while my arms possessively tighten around her. That scent. It’s so intoxicating. I can’t help but bury my head on her neck.
Our guests are all looking at us with widened expressions. I don’t know why they look surprised. Gwen is my true mate.
“I am sorry I snapped your neck chain. Here, I will fix it,” she apologizes with misty eyes and puts it back on my neck.
Does she think I will be mad over such a small matter?
“Don’t worry about that. It does
