Ember
I groaned when a tiny, furry paw hit my cheek. Why can't she just let me enjoy this blissful after-s*x sleep?
"I'm fine," I grumbled, rolling over. She jumped on my head before whacking me with her paw again, her claws brushing against my cheek.
I opened one eye to see her glaring down at me.
"What are you doing?" she demanded.
"Trying to sleep," I retorted before she covered my lips with her paw.
"I mean, are you officially with the king? and if not, why would you give that to him?" She huffed. I sighed, sitting up, I rested my back against the headboard.
"And why wouldn't I Mare? He is my mate. I haven't officially claimed him, but I want this." I confessed.
"You will be queen, Em. I want you to think your decision through before you get hurt. You gave him a piece of you, t
