Ten years together, nine kids, and so many memories. It scares me how much I love this man. I would do anything for him.
Witches and wolves shouldn’t go together, but we do. We are one and so in love. I can hear him while he sleeps, and his thoughts are always of me. He tells me mine are of his. The life we’ve made with our children and our pack is fulfilling, but honestly and probably selfishly, I need the nights we share. I need what only he can give me.
We are mates.
We are one.
Together forever.
It’ll never be enough.