We stayed like that for some time, enjoying each other's embrace, his grip on me so tight it had me chuckling. Finally, Xander lets go of me, his countenance back to his usual one; expressionless.

“Are you okay?” I asked, he nodded his head at me, yet I knew he was not okay, if there was one thing my mate was good at was; masking his emotions,

After an hour in the crypt we eventually left, the drive back home was a silent one and as earlier he grasped my hand while he drove. I loved this ...