Mason Nightshade absolutely adored her like this, it was embedded within his bones. With affection, he fondly touched those cute little teeth, pried open her teeth, and withdrew, "Are you a dog?"
Aurelia Shaw raised an eyebrow, did this wolf have the right to say this about her?
Seeing Aurelia Shaw's displeased expression, Mason Nightshade gently rubbed the delicate, soft fingers in his hand and coaxed, "I misspoke, they are the ones who are harsh. You are sharp-tongued and quick-witted, smart, adorable, and your willfulness makes me fond of you. I really enjoy watching you being so brazen in front of others."
