#Chapter 42 Mating Aftermath

“Elena.” King Harvey breathes as he places me down on a white queen-sized bed. “Can I call you Harvey now?” King Harvey chuckles lowly. “Elena, my mate, you moaned it plenty moments ago.” “Do not remind me. It wasn’t that good.” I tease, managing to open my eyes and catch his brimming grin. “Liar, Elena.” King Harvey moves to lie in bed beside me and pulls me, so I rest on his chest. I keep my eyes shut, completely relaxed. It is an innocent way to say thank you, but he melts in my grasp, slipping to lay his head on my chest as he lies down. I run my hand up and down his back and he relaxes further, I feel all his muscles give way at once. King Harvey rests his right cheek on my chest and looks up at me, making it so I can see the long claw marks that scar his handsome face diagonally. They are jagged scratches from his mother, and his skin is tender and bruised. Light purple welts surround every cut he carries, and his face is starting to swell. Stopping myself from c