[Cameron's POV]

I watch my beautiful mate as she sleeps. Her head was against my chest and my arms were around her waist. Arianna is absolutely stunning and my wolf purrs in agreement. We had completed the mating process about a month ago. It was certainly a night to remember.

Currently we were at a pack in America, The Blue Moon Pack. We had officially announced that we were the Royal Wolves around six months ago. Of course there were many who didn't believe us, but most did. We have been travelling ever since to different packs. We check to see if all the pack members are treated well and as they should be. There should be no omegas as they were banned many decades ago. We sort out any issues and give aid to any pack in need.

Today, we will be checking The Blue Moon Pack. We had only arrived late last night and we were immediately given a room. As of right now, it was seven in the morning. I patiently wait for Arianna to wake because we always wake up at the same time, due to the dreams we share. After a minute or so, her beautiful chocolate eyes flutter open and stare up into mine.

I smile down at her. "Morning princess."

She groggily returns my smile, looking absolutely adorable. She could be drenched in mud for all I care. I knew for a fact that I would still think she's beautiful. Her smiles are worth anything. "Morning." She mumbles into my bare chest. I rub circles into her hip with my thumb and say, "we have to get up now."

She groans. "What time is it?" She asks, using one of her hands to rub her eyes, showing some of her stomach. My eyes immediately go to the exposed area, but I tear my gaze away, knowing it was not the time to let my hormones run loose.

I clear my throat. "Seven." I sheepishly say. I knew how much she hated getting up early. I wouldn't consider seven early, but according to my precious mate, 'seven starts with s and so does sleep. Therefore, at seven you should be asleep.' She uses that for six o'clock as well. Arianna groans and snuggles closer into my chest, grumbling about how early it is. My wolf purrs in content, but as much I wanted to stay like this forever, we had to get up.

"Come on, princess. We have things to do." I say. I loved calling her princess because in a way, she was my princess. Technically she was a queen, but I preferred to call her princess. I feel her smile against my chest.

I love when he calls me princess. I hear her think.

You are my princess. I say through the mate bond.

Always.

I feel her breath on my chest as she sighs. She lifts her head up and looks at me. "I have to get up, don't I?" She asks. I smile and nod. Arianna reluctantly sits up and I shamelessly stare at her. I stare at the Mark she had gotten from me on her lower back. It was similar to normal werewolves marks, the only difference is that hers were more bolder and the swirls formed a crown. I had the same mark but it was near my neck. When she catches me looking, she gives me a blank look. I just grin in response. "If I have to get up, so do you." She says, giving me a pointed look. I sit up besides her and wrap my arms around her waist, resting my head on her shoulder. "After we've finished getting ready, we can go eat some breakfast." I say. I also knew about her love for food. My princess's face lights up and she rushes into the joined bathroom. I chuckle as I stare at the door my mate just went through.

How did I get so lucky?

[Arianna' POV]

I take a shower, washing my hair with the provided shampoo and conditioner. I then wash my body with a strawberry body wash. I could tell this stuff was expensive. The Blue Moon Pack had bought it for us, which I thought was sweet. I get out of the shower, grabbing the also provided pink fluffy towel. I wipe myself dry and then proceed to wrap it around me, securing it at the top so it doesn't fall. I open the bathroom door to find Cameron sitting on an already made bed. His head snaps up to look at me and his eyes start glowing a bright amber, showing lust and letting me know that his wolf was out.

"Now now now, Cameron. Why don't you go get ready? We don't want to be late, now do we?" I say teasingly. I knew I was just egging him on. I walk past him to get clothes from my suitcase and he growls. I turn around to face him, but gasp when I see him right behind me.

Oh boy.

He pushes me back into the wall, caging me with his arms, and slams his lips onto mine. Doing all this gently. I respond immediately, my wolf coming out a bit. We kiss for a few seconds longer before I pull away, causing him to growl. I ignore the growl and rest my forehead against his, breathing heavily. Cameron closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. When he opens them again, they were back to his beautiful hazel ones.

"You have no idea what you do to me." He says, his voice deeper than usual. I give him a small smile and final peck before pulling away. I take a step away from him, but stop when his hand takes a hold of my wrist. I raise an eyebrow and say, "Cameron, you need to go have a shower. We can't be late. We have a duty as the Royal Wolves." He groans, raising my hand until it's at his lips. He gives my knuckles a kiss, saying, "just five more minutes." I roll my eyes. "You are not a child, Cameron." I say, giving him a pointed look. He sighs dramatically, letting go of my hand. "Anything for you, princess." He says with a grin. I shake my head with a chuckle as I watch his retreating form, staring at the mark I gave him.

What would I do without you?

Cameron answers my thoughts. I do not want to find out.

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Cameron and I make our way to the Pack House. We had been staying in one of the guest houses. The layout of The Blue Moon Pack's land is one of my favourites. It was similar to our Pack back home. Gabriel's, Cameron's fathers Pack. The Pack lived in a forest. The Pack House was gigantic, housing the Alpha, Beta and Gamma, along with their families. There were a couple other families living there as well. The rest lived in houses surrounding the Pack House, similar to the house we were in. The Alpha had briefly explained all this last night. As we walk past houses, many people peek through their windows or if they were outside, they would stop what they were doing and stare at us. They would never meet our eyes though, out of respect.