โgood.โ plush lips press against dalโaeโs cheek, a sign that heโs forgiven. โฆ he hates fighting with his husband. it makes him ache, having to give his mate the silent treatment. โnow, you should give naโri a cuddle like you promised.โ
โi know,โ he whispers softly, an apologetic expression on his face now. the alpha can admit how inconsiderate it had been to disappear without a word, regardless of how long or for what reason. โit wonโt happen again. ever.โ