Protect Her

"Out so soon?" asked Elijah, seeing the Alpha step out of the infirmary. He was leaning against the wall.

"She fell asleep," Sebastian answered. His eyes held a hint of gentleness in them.

"Boring your mate, aren't you one of a kind, Alpha?" he commented, amusement settling into his eyes.

"She was tired; the interaction should have taken the energy out of her," he defended.

"Is she to your liking then?"

"Perfect," he replied, walking down the stairs. A small smile appeared on his face at thought of his delicate mate.

Extending his hand, Elijah patted on the Alpha's shoulder, saying, "Good for you then. Congrats! You are practically beaming."

"It would be same for you once you find yours," he pointed out.

"Mine?" Elijah uttered, "given how it is going, yeah, she is totally made for me, keeping my interest the entire time."

"How is it going?" Sebastian questioned.

"Figured out her pheromones. Strawberry and honey. Oddly enough, even after a wide search, couldn't find a werewolf to match