Dante
I can't help but feel a sense of urgency as I sit on the front porch swing with my mate, Marie. The war is coming, and I know that our time together may be limited. We haven't marked each other yet, and it's a difficult reality to face. My wolf is restless, and I can't blame him. I, too, feel the pull to claim Marie as my own.
But for now, all I can do is spend as much time as possible with her. She's snuggled into my side, and I can't help but feel a sense of warmth and contentment. If I can't mark her yet, I can at least get to know her better. I am kind of envious of Vance and Lysa at least they have known each other for a while.
"Hey, how about we play twenty one questions?" I suggest, breaking the comfortable silence between us.
Marie laughs and nods, "That would be
