Please, don't try to fix me. - Book 2.

7.

Scott's POV.

I stroked Mitch's hair. There's something off with him, but I don't know what.

He cuddled up to me and I smiled. We've been through so much, just a few days and he's mine for real. I can't believe I am actually marrying someone. I've always thought I wasn't good enough for this huge step in life.

"I love you, babyboy." I whispered.

Mitch hummed sweetly and I felt his heartbeat against my arm.

I kissed his forehead and slowly we fell asleep.

-

"Mornting!" Mitch yelled from the kitchen.

Ugh, he knows me so well. I don't wanna let the cold wrap around my body.

"Pancakes!" Mitch yelled again.

"Alright! I'm up!" I yelled back.

A few minutes later I walked into the kitchen and I wrapped my arms around Mitch.

"Smells good, gorgeous." I smiled.

"Duh! Because I am the one who makes them. If I let you make them, we'll end up with burnt pancakes." Mitch sassed.

I let out a laugh and shaked my head.

"So I am marrying this sassy girl huh?" I chuckled.

"As long as you know it." Mitch smiled.

I kissed him on his cheek and looked him in the eyes.

"How do you feel today?" I asked.

"Pretty good. Why?" Mitch answered.

"I don't know. Sometimes you fall silent and I don't know what's going on." I said.

Mitch frowned and shrugged.

"Could be the nerves." Mitch smiled.

"Are you nervous? I mean, I understand. It's a big step." I smiled back.

I slip his hands into mine.

"Just a little. I hate that Henry is walking around as a free man..." Mitch sighed.

"Ah, you're scared." I said.

Mitch nodded.

"I have a bad feeling, the stir in the belly kind of feeling." He admitted.

I tried to stay calm. I know Mitch's intuition. It's always accurate.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, babygirl." I said.

"Yeah, I need to focus on Saturday." Mitch sighed.

"Hey. It's okay to be scared." I whispered and I wrapped my arms around him.

"I know..." Mitch whispered back.

"Lets's eat our delicious breakfast?" I suggested.

Mitch nodded and put the pancakes on plates in front of us. We ate our breakfast, it really was delicious. She's a good cook!

"Yummy!" I exclaimed.

"I guess I'll be making pancakes forever from now on." Mitch laughed.

"Yes, please." I said.

"I am not sure if I want to." Mitch said.

"Hmm... You know what? I am going to take a shower now so you can think about that." I smirked.

"What about me? I wanna join." Mitch pouted.

"Do you think I didn't hear you shower this morning?" I laughed.

"Shit." Mitch said.

I kissed Mitch on his nose and went upstairs to take a shower.

-

I felt fresh and fruity again. A shower does wonders to me. I walked downstairs.

"A shower does grea - MITCH!!" I exclaimed.

"Long time no see..." Henry smirked.

Mitch sat on his knees and looked at me with bright blue eyes... Wait... His eyes were BLUE again!

"Mitch, are you okay?" I asked as I tried to walk closer to him.

I could attack Henry right now, but seeing Mitch in this position broke my heart and I didn't wanna cause more trouble.

Mitch stared at me and whimpered.

At that very moment I felt my eyes burn and I covered them with my hand. When I lowered my hand again, Mitch gasped.

"S...Scott. Your eyes! Red... Scott..." Mitch stuttered.

"Well well... What do we have here, Scott? Or should I say... Alpha?" Henry said.

I looked at Mitch and he stared at me, his mouth still open. Suddenly a wave of terror came over me. What's going on?!