Aria's POV
I couldn't persuade my mate to put me down, but I managed to convince him to take me to his house with a few tears.
"I told you we don't have to go back to the healer's quarters," I said.
"We have to go; we need to get your wounds cleaned," he responded.
Instead of nagging him as I had earlier, I burst into tears, making him stop in his tracks. "Are you sure you're my mate?" I sobbed.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked.
"I told you I don't want to go back to the healers, and you keep insisting on going? It's hard enough for me as it is already. What kind of mate are you?" I cried.
"I told you it's going to heal with or without going to the healers. Why can't you just listen to me?" I said.
I could have sworn I saw a smile cross his face for a very quick second, but he only bit his lip. "Can you please stop crying?" he said.
