“My kind does not share mates. But you are mine, and nothing will stop me from claiming you. I will learn to adjust to these men. However, I must warn you. From what little you have told me and the pain I see in your eyes and posture, I am not pleased with them. I will not tolerate them mistreating you. Emotionally, or otherwise. They will need to decide on whether they wish to be mates and treat you as a treasure or be removed from our nest.” I beamed at him. He was right.
