A Little Green Magic (The Little Coven #1) - Isabel Wroth Page 0,18
was disappointingly firm.
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After Uriah watched Ivy yawn for the third time, he got up and cleared their empty dishes. “I think someone needs a nap.”
His beautiful mate groaned, stretching as she stood up, smacking her lips while she rubbed her belly. “I'm sorry, I didn't sleep much last night, and after that feast, I might as well be a slug.”
Hadn't slept? No wonder there were dark circles under her eyes. He dropped the dishes in the sink, figuring he'd bother with them later. Part of him was honestly surprised she was still here. That she'd listened to him completely fuck up his explanation about having stalked her for two years and not run from him as fast as she could. That she seemed to accept she was his mate without any protests or fear, truly made him one lucky bastard.
“Don't apologize,” he soothed, giving his hands a wipe before gathering her into his arms and carrying her to what would soon be their bed. She snuggled into his hold, as sleepy and trusting as a cub. “I want you in my bed any way I can get you there.”
He felt her smile, and by the time he made it to the top of the stairs, she was out. When Uriah carefully settled her on the bed and tucked her under the covers, she rolled over and curled herself around his favorite pillow, nuzzling it like it was his chest.
Her golden hair fanned out across the crisp white sheets, a happy little smile quirked at the corner of her lips. Uriah stood there for so long, rubbing the heel of his hand against his sternum while his heart ached with happiness, he couldn’t be sure how much time had passed.
He could have stared at Ivy all day, but the loud chime of his phone sent him hustling to silence it before the noise disturbed her. Uriah checked the text before turning his phone off, wincing to see Rowena's name on the ID.
Kerrigan just informed me you've staked a claim on our sister.
“Fuck,” he hissed. From the text alone, he was unsure whether or not Rowena approved. Ivy was his, but Rowena was her coven leader. She could make problems for them, and Ivy would be stuck with a terrible decision.
I've told my mate what she is to me and apologized for being a dumbass. All this time, I thought she was human.
Rowena replied immediately. Bet that didn't sit too well with your bear.
“Understatement there,” Uriah muttered darkly. Not at all.
Ivy is very special to us. There isn't anything the others, and I wouldn't do to protect her.
Despite not always having had favorable feelings toward witches in general, Uriah liked Rowena, and it thrilled him to be threatened by the alpha of Ivy's pack.
He couldn't say why, other than if Rowena hated his guts, she wouldn't give him any warnings. She'd just rip his hide off and use it as an entryway rug.
She's special to me too. Ivy said she didn't sleep much last night, so after we had breakfast, I put her to bed. I'll make sure she calls once she wakes up.
Rowena sent a smiley face. I trust she's in good hands. Enjoy your first few nights together in peace. Some of her things will arrive later; you won't be disturbed.
“If shit magically pops up in my house, I'll be disturbed,” Uriah huffed, but then again, having Ivy's things here not only meant Rowena approved, but also increased the chances of Ivy opting never to leave. He was not going to make a fuss about that.
Works for me.
Be gentle with her, Uriah. She's not like the rest of us.
He looked up from his phone and over at where Ivy lay snuggled under the blankets in his bed, glad she wasn't like the rest of them. If she were, she'd have been paired up with someone else who would never love her the way he could.
It doesn't matter if she's like the rest of you or not. She's mine. That's all I care about.
Good answer. See you later.
He turned his phone off after shooting off a group text to his work crew to let them know he'd be out for at least three days, not wanting to be disturbed by anyone else, and stood there to watch Ivy sleep.
To see the little lump she made in his huge bed was his dream come true. He had a few more dreams he wanted to see become reality, but he could be patient.