LIAM
Rain has not been okay and it has been making me agitated and on edge.
I have been waiting for him to talk to me but I admit I too have been a little distracted. My wolf hasn't been at peace at all, wanting rain and needing to know what's wrong with him.
As I look at him now, his wide eyes staring up at me, I can see they are a little red. His scent is off too, I notice as I take a whiff of his clothes.
"Why- why are you sniffing me?" he tries to get away but I don't let him. He isn't going anywhere until I know what's wrong with my mate.
"Why do you smell like this?" I should control my voice, but Ron is not feeling very happy. Our mate has scents that we don't understand nor know where he got them from.
Being territorial and all over him right now is a non-negotiable.
"I just came out, I need to shower then I will be fine," he ducks his head to look anywhere from me.
"You are lying."