62. MASON

Angel leaned against me and tilted her head back to smile at me. I lowered my head and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Having fun?” Her smile widened. “They looked cold.” “And you’re worried that you won’t be a good queen.” I hugged her tighter. “Are you feeling better?” Angel nodded. “How’s your mark?” She was wearing too many clothes for me to see it myself. Curiosity had me reaching for the hem of the jacket, but Lucas stopped me. “Later,” he muttered. My hand dropped back to her hip. Lucas leaned down to press a kiss to her cheek before he walked off. I rested my chin on her shoulder as I glanced around. Some men had caught Lucas’s attention. Fear had me moving faster than I ever had before when I saw her walking out towards all those people. They could have attacked her. “Please don’t ever do that again,” I whispered in her ear. “They could have hurt you. Did you forget that you’re in danger?” Angel swallowed, her body tensing against mine. “Lucas told me to do things h