"King Askel, a word?" Lord Kriden called out to Askel just as he returned his attention to his mate.
Askel swallowed down an annoyed growl at the interruption, he had just found his mate tonight, as elated as he was, he was yet to bask in her warmth and he was being confronted with one event after the other.
Askel found it highly frustrating and wondered why the world could not just be still for a moment, so everyone would let him be.
His heart was tight with longing and his wolf was anxious, he needed his mate wrapped securely in his arms for as long as if took him to imprint his scent all over her and hers on him so everyone knew she was his.
His beloved mate was right before his eyes and still it felt so surreal to him, so much so that he desperately needed her close, for as long as it took to assure himself that this was real,
