Her eyelids flew up, revealing big hazel irises that locked onto his face.
"Mate?" she rasped.
"Mate," Tristan confirmed with tears sparkling in his eyes.
His grin threatened to split his face in half, and her answering smile was just as big.
"Go get a doctor," Cole told Matthew, who ran out of the room.
Tristan and Ariel were staring into each other's eyes, and we gestured for the betas to step out into the hallway with us.
Once there, we all heaved a sigh of relief. The tension in that room had been incredible.
"So, we need you up at the house," I told them. "The king wants to interview the prisoners and won't leave the queen unguarded. Plus, Posy will be there, too."
"Is she there alone right now?" Emerson asked, suddenly alert. "Is our luna unguarded?"
"Mase is with her," Jay assured him.
"Tristan will stay with his mate, of course," Wyatt said. "If you guys need anything, go get it now and rendezvous at our place. I don't know how long we'll need you on guard duty."
"Sure thing, alpha," Crew said. "Be there in twenty."
He took off down the hall, and Emerson soon followed.
"Ty, we're going to wait until Matthew brings the doc around," I explained, "then we have to go check in with the king. You need to swing by the O and grab anything?"
"No, I'm good. Thanks, though."
"Need a ride up to the house?"
"If you're going that way." He shrugged. "If not, I can shift and let River run."
"Well, it's your lucky day. You get to ride with us!" I grinned at him. "Who's a special puppy?"
"I am not apuppy, alpha," he growled and scowled up at me.
Laughing, I slung my arm out and caught him in a headlock.
"Hey! Stop that, alpha! Abuse of power! Abuse of power!"
I gently scrubbed his head with my knuckles, then released him.
I loved this kid and wanted him to loosen up a bit. His life had been garbage for so long, he needed something great to happen to him.
He will find mate on birthday, Sid yipped and pranced around.
Maybe, I agreed.That would be something great, although unlikely.
No, he will,Sid insisted.
I didn't like arguing with my wolf, so I let it go. Time would tell which of us was right.
33: Ice Pops and Party Planning
Posy
"Let's torture Tyler," Queen Lilah whispered in my ear.