Aaron’s POV
Beth’s adorable, muffled snores are filling the air by the time I recover from my shock, closing my mouth and grinning like the Joker from Batman, kinda thankful that Beth’s asleep so that she doesn’t have to see me smiling so psychotically – I’m sure it would give my poor mate nightmares.
But I can’t help it! She loves me! I just sit there, beaming like an idiot, while my wolf howls inside of me, prancing around like a fucking pony on drugs inside of my head.
‘She loves us, OUR MATE FUCKING LOVES US, SUCK ON THAT MOFO, damn, fuck yeah! OUR MATE IS IN FUCKING LOVE WITH US!’ He sings, screaming in my head. In case you hadn’t noticed, he’s the more immature one out of the two of us.
Though, I’m not better by much. There are no words to describe how happy I feel. I snap out of my shock, finally, and slide my knees under my body so that I’m kneeling, pressing my lips to her forehead, and, with one last look at her, before leaving the room.