“What are you thinking about?” He studied her. “You look amused.”
“I’m imagining that pony ride. Lie back.”
A soft growl rumbled from him. Everything about Obsidian was sexy and he was all hers.
Obsidian felt absolute contentment for the first time in his life as he stared at his mate. He had worried that he might have lost his Alli forever when he’d been told she’d been sent away. Raw, gut-wrenching grief had plagued him for the first weeks they’d been separated. He’d hated everyone, blaming all for her loss. 46’s death had been hard on him but life without Alli was unbearable.
She meant everything to him.
Breeze and Moon had battled him every step of the way by not leaving him alone. He had to fit in if he wanted to be with Alli again. He would have done anything to make that possible.
He’d needed to make friends and stop snarling at anyone who approached him. They’d repeatedly risked their lives by facing off with him while he dealt with overwhelming rage. Both had kept assuring him he’d get her back—he just needed to learn how to become a functioning member of New Species society.
The game was on. He’d been determined to learn their rules and do anything they required to get her returned to him. They wanted him to speak words of kindness so he’d set aside his pride. In time he actually had begun to like other Species. Some of the walls he’d built were slowly chipped away as he heard the stories of survival and loss from males who lived at the dorm. They all shared a bond, some more than others.
Not a day had gone by when he didn’t miss his Alli. Night had been the worst. The bed seemed too empty and he’d brushed his fingers through his hair or touched his own chest just to help keep the memories of her fresh. Breeze would take pity on him sometimes and check on Alli and give him updates.
His Alli was safe and well, working at Fuller.
It had kept his hope alive that she’d be in his arms soon. When Moon had brought the mate papers to him he’d promised that they’d sneak over the walls of Homeland and retrieve her themselves if that’s what it took to get her back if she wasn’t returned within a four-month period. The waiting had been hard but he’d had hope.
He’d only had to wait three months.
He stared into her eyes—something he’d never take for granted after she’d been taken from him.
His mate was finally in their home and she’d never leave him again. They’d be happy together. He wouldn’t allow anything less.
Her fingers caressed his chest as she leaned over with a smile that melted his heart. She owned it and him. They were true mates. He’d once had misery and suffering but now he had a lifetime of happiness to look forward to.
“I love you, Alli.”
“I love you too.”
Her lips met his, kissing him as his arms wrapped around her. He wasn’t ever going to let her go. Mine!