Seemingly nonchalantly, Mercedes walks into the woods, but once they're out of Glary's eye, she runs on until she hits a hard chest.
Two strong arms catch her, taking her lips in a passionate kiss. His warmth embraces her, his delightful fragrance makes her drunk with happiness. Out of breath, they let go of each other for a moment, their foreheads against each other. “Zane! I miss you a lot. So many days without you were like hell,” Mercedes whispers, heated. "What do we do now? I can't live without you, Zane. We have to find a solution for this. I asked Glary to intercede with his father, so I could visit you at least. But he refused. He said I could only go out of the pack with him.”
Crying is closer to her than laughing.
She settles back into her mate’s arms and lets out a blissful
