A puddle of liquid heart eyes.

Alpha Hades

After checking up on Zeno, I left feeling both down and somewhat happy. It's a pity that he's still asleep and I don't get a chance to kiss him goodbye, but it's nice to see that he's doing better.

This whole thing with emotions and feelings is so goddamn confusing. I can't decide which one I want more- to hold my wife and protect him until the end of my days or to fuck him until he begs me to stop and would feel me every time he sits down for weeks.

*Get your mind out of the gutter, you freak,* Silas growls from the depths of my mind.

Yeah, as if he's any better than me. That damn wolf turns into a puddle of liquid heart eyes and compliments every time we're near Zeno, and his ideas about spending a night with him are way worse than mine.

Have you seen how pretty our wife is? How do you think he would agree to this or that? Is our wife a virgin? I hope so because no other man has the right to touch him the way we would. You know what? It doesn't matter; even if there