-Sasha's POV-
“Mason?”
He doesn’t answer me and I see him shaking.
“Mason, what’s wrong baby?” I ask him as I move my hands up and down his back.
“Sasha..." He whispers but it sounds strained.
I put my arms around his neck and hug him.
He kisses my neck and then I feel something sharp grazing me but he quickly pushes me away. I fall on the bed and look up at him surprised. He covers his mouth backing away and his eyes are red.
“Mason?!”
“It’s... it’s not me.” He grunts out.
‘His wolf wants to mark us.’ Gaia says. ‘And normally I would say let him but, he’s not a normal werewolf. We don’t know what it would do to us.’ She says and I agree completely.
As much as I want him to mark us, we don’t know how our bodies will react to him.
I kneel on the bed. “Mason, listen to
