Ryan’s POV
“Grant her wish! Mark her! Mark our mate!”My wolf howls in my head.
Despite the willingness to follow Max’s advice, I do not practice it immediately. I slap myself which startles Joy. She stops me by holding my wrist and sends me a concerned look, “What are you doing?”
“To test if I am dreaming.”I mutter.
“By slapping your face?”Joy giggles. God I just love to see her happy
“Well, it won’t be a dream if I can feel the pain. In theory I can slap your face and you will yelp in pain, I can tell if I am dreaming, too. But it would be wrong to do this. I can’t slap you, can I?”
Joy snorts, “You did give me a slap on face when I slept on my sofa.”
Surprised by her excellent memory, I chuckle and put my arm around her waist, pulling her closer till our noses nearly touch.“You da
