King (Oscar Brent) pov
I stood over her dressed in the clothes Hilda had brought for me to wear, it was a simple t -shirt and jeans.
I stroked her cheek and pushed her hair away from he face for the umpteenth time.
Her hair wasn't covering her face any more but I needed an excuse to keep touching her.
"She is mine.!!" Hades my Lycan vibrated at the thought of looking for an excuse to touch her.
Mine to touch,whenever and however we want, Oscar.
He warned.
I just chuckled at his possessiveness.
It saddened me a bit to see her so worn out and tired. It seems like since I met her the only thing I had brought her is pain and tears.
I have made her cry several times.
But all that would change from today, because I would strive hard to be a better mate, to my Elle.
It was almost a ha
