Everything has changed.
Somehow, the week he has been cooped up in his apartment with his mate, the world seems to have gotten … brighter?
Things feel better, too. like he can breathe easier, like he has been loved and will be loved from now to his dying breath … it's all very feel-good, and he feels like he is floating, not touching the ground.
Travis has been at the forefront of his mind since he stepped out and went to school. He misses him immensely, but they have to practice being apart to conduct a normal life.
Even though it physically pains him.
He has to wear a collar now, but it's all chockers, designed to be accessories and now, there to hide the mating mark on his neck.
When his driver asked him if he had a new perfume, he said yes, because apparently even his scent had changed completely.
He is mated, and it is apparent that he has to hide it.
He doesn't want to think about how that makes his heart pinch, or how it makes him cry because he knows.
