Kurt pov
I was standing at the far corner of the training field with Alarick and Lyell as we waited for the match to start. “This is so stupid!” Lyell said for the hundredth time, throwing his hands up in the air. Alarick smiled softly at his husband, putting his hand on his back and rubbing soft calming circles on him. I could see him calm down instantly, the stress leaving his body as he smiled softly at Alarick, stepping closer to him and slipping his hand in Alarick’s back pocket as he leaned his head on top of Alarick’s.
I took a deep breath, looking away as jealousy stabbed at my chest. What did it feel like to be truly mated to someone? To instantly know they were the one for you and to be able to be with them no matter what anyone said?
‘It wasn’t perfect like that for Tate an
