It had been a year since I visited my parents. I should have been excited to see them again but I wasn't, I was dreading it. The last time I had seen them had been difficult for me in many different ways. I had lost my long term boyfriend and for some reason my parents made it seem as though that was all my fault.
I had spoken to them since then, but it was still a little awkward and I just wasn’t sure that I was ready to see them in person again. If it wasn't for Ezra then I would have probably waited a bit longer before coming back here. But Ezra wouldn’t mark me or even make love to me until he had my parents permission to marry me.
It seemed to be very important to him but it was getting harder for him to stick to it every day. Now his wolf was awake, the need to mark me was incred
