Ha! Wasn’t Matthias usually the one making grandiose promises? Promises he often had no intention of keeping. However, he’s never made any to Sam until now. And the one he made? He actually wanted to keep it. Matthias could be his and only his. Yes, he could do that. For some reason, he wanted Sam to be happy.

A curious look passed over his face, perhaps at odds with the demonic features and the heat lingering in his eyes. The fingers in Sam’s hair turned gently, combing through them almost tenderly.

“Do you wolves mate for life?”