Chapter 35

Angel’s POV I took hold of Jasmine's hand, offering a comforting smile. “I understand your fear, but I promise we'll get stronger together.” She nodded, blinking away tears. “Okay, I'll go... only if you force Rashaad to join us.” He chuckled. "Deal." His eyes glistened as he mind-linked him. "He'll meet us downstairs. Now get out so I can get dressed." I began to follow Jasmine out the door, but he swiftly grabbed me by the waist. "Not you, princess," he purred huskily in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware that he wasn't wearing anything underneath the towel around his waist, and it was pressed against me. "You want me to stay?" “We’re mates, we can at least get used to dressing in front of each other. Of course, unless you’re uncomfortable-” "No, I agree with that." I walked over to the bed, feeling the warmth of the room against my skin. As I reached for the clothes, I hesitated for a moment, acutely aware of the intimate atmosphere. With a dee