She placed her hand over Tyr’s on her cheek. “Mate,” she smiled back at him.
Tyr leaned forward, pressing his lips to hers. “I missed you.”
“Me too.”
“Are you feeling okay?” he asked. “Can you shift?”
Sarai nodded, looking down at him from the bed. He was kneeling beside the bed. She saw he didn’t have a shirt on, so he shifted at one point, likely. “They’re marked,” she grinned.
Tyr smirked back at her, “they are…” he held her hand up to his lips, “would you like to be?”
“Thought you’d never ask.” She sat up on the bed and glanced at the door, “anyone else here?”
“No, just us for now, but I don’t think they’ll be gone much longer.”
“Shame,” she sighed, “was hoping we would have more time together.”
“We’re taking the night, my love, and we’re going to e
