Alex's POV
The drive to the pack center is nice and quiet, theres no awkwardness or any lingering sadness, just friends enjoying each other's company. As I drive, I'll admit to being a little put out with Carramel stealing Chloe to huddle in the back and giggle and if judging by James' own upset look I would guess he feels the same. But of course, our Mates know us too well, because they both keep physical contact with us throughout the drive.
Tobias is damn near purring like a cat with the way Chloe is scratching our scalp. My eyes keep trying to flutter shut at the beautiful sensation. Carramel keeps leaning forward to press little kisses against James' neck, making the Alpha clench his fist in efforts to restrain himself. If their little giggles are anything to go by, the little minxes know exactly what they're doing and think it's funny.
