Bab 189: The Habit Of Intimacy

The irritability in my mate's heart now affected me somewhat.

I looked at the Clear Creek Pack with some displeasure. Why were they questioning Michael?

I began to regret spending so much time in the forest and talking to Samuel. I should have returned earlier and stood against these annoying people with my mate.

I saw Michael scowling and grinding the ground with his shoes.

He looked around aimlessly through the noisy crowd. He seemed to be thinking about how to explain it to these people, and then my eyes met his.

Michael's pupils constricted, and I saw a fire in his eyes that looked like happiness.

I looked into his eyes, the most beautiful eyes in the world, an invisible line in the air connecting us, a joyful spark dancing on it, a wonderful feeling only a mate could give.