Samantha’s pov
I missed my fiancé dearly. Although we hadn’t mated or marked each other, the night we spent together in my room was a special memory. There were times I wished we didn’t live in separate places. That way, I could sneak him into my room sometimes.
Yes, it would be risky, and if my parents ever found out, we would be scolded, but wouldn’t that experience give us an adrenaline rush? I was pretty sure we would look back and laugh.
I lay awake on my bed waiting for his phone call. My heart thumped with excitement. The ring I ordered for him arrived, and I was thrilled to surprise him with it. The twenty-fifth of the current month was approaching, and it marked one month since our engagement. It was the perfect occasion to give him a gift.
I looked at the phone, my lips pur
