Matthew

“I have to warn you,” I say as I stand with my mate on the front steps of the castle. “My mother will most certainly hug you.”

Freya turns to me and narrows her eyes. “This is the first time she’s met me.”

“Exactly.” I nod. “As my mate, you can most definitely expect a hug.”

Her soft pink lips, normally forming a perfect heart shape, contort into something of a sideways frown. “I’d expect the Luna Queen of this entire kingdom to either completely ignore me or expect me to curtsey and kneel before her.”

“Yes, well, my mother isn’t like that.”

Finally, I get a smile. “Well,...