Chapter 8 Cain

Cain's POV

What do you think of this one for the ceremony? I hear my beautiful little mate say, making me look up from the laptop.

I rest my head back against the headboard and smile at Christian. Goddess, he's so adorable!

His dad, Noah took him shopping for the ceremony that's in four days.

I look at him as he adjusts the shirt, then runs his hands down the front to smooth it out. He fiddles with the sleeves. I watch as he rolls them up then steps back to see if he likes it.

He quickly shakes his head no then unrolls them and buttons them back up. He smoothes the sleeves out again then stands back and looks at himself once more.

He lets out an exaggerated breath as his shoulders slump and his head drops. My poor little mate! I thought as I quickly swung out of bed then set my laptop on the nightstand.

I quickly made my way to him, coming up behind him and snaking my arms around his waist. His spirit seems to lift instantly and he stands up taller as his head comes up.

I beg