Jason POV
Marcus hugged me tightly to his chest. We sat on the hood of his car, both staring down at the pack below from the hilltop where we parked. He absentmindedly played with my hair, running his hand through them again and again. I relaxed in his arms inhaling his already registered pine tree scent with a feeling of safety. He was after all my protector.
The pack held an official welcome back and birthday party for us both a night ago since we both turned eighteen. It was fun as several of Marcus’ school buddies reunited with him after years of so-called separation. Marcus on the other hand refused to leave my side throughout the party. He tagged along everywhere I go like the protector he is, refusing some other pack members get in close proximity and here we are having another t
