Chapter Forty-Six. Davina
I watch as Mars tucks Max into bed, unable to keep the smile from my lips. He is here, he came, just because he knew I was upset and worried. He is perfect in every way. I walk over to my son, and smiling down at his sleepy face, I stroke his hair.
“Night, night. Don’t let the bed bugs bite,” I say, then pretend to bite him, as he giggles in delight.
“Mammy, Thrax said not to come into your bed tonight, so I will stay in here. I promise,” Max tells me, and I feel my cheeks heat. His wolf is clearly wanting his father and I to mate, and possibly mark. I wonder what Thrax has told Max about that! I hope not too much information, I want to protect my son’s innocence for as long as humanly possible. However, given my boy is a werewolf, maybe that is a little nai
