Chapter III – Twenty Years and ThreeYears
Nightstar Pack
08:03
My eyes flutter open as I feel thefamiliar touch of my mate. My eyes meet his and my lips curves into a smile.
“Goodmorning, beautiful,” he says breathlessly, showering my face with heavenlykisses.
Igiggle and greet him back, together with a passionate kiss.
Hepulls away leaving me wanting for more, but before I could suggest naughtytime, I remember something else.
Szarifalls down beside me, and I let him hold me close to his chest. I snugglecloser to him and say, “Happy twentieth, baby.”
Butinstead of a thank you I wasexpecting from him, his face darkens and then he pulls away from me. Thesilence is thickening as he heaves a deep sigh, sitting up, resting his back onthe headboard as he stares into the empty space.
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