Loki was preparing to see his lover, making sure his hair was okay and he was smelling good, he never stopped smiling like an idiot anytime he thought of her, he was dying to make her his, anything to touch her and have her call him mate officially.

'And where are you going to?" The sound of his voice gave him chills, Mace walks into the room to look at what his half brother was doing to his hair, so much gel, 'it's Sheila isn't it?" He knew at the instant and Loki laughed,

'Yes, ...