Eighty-five:
Larissa Hubert
Larissa had read about the power that came with a mate. She could feel Deacon’s strength coursing through her. The wolf growling inside. Aching to be let out. Half-breeds could only shift on the full moon. Artemis dictated that. Artemis dictated a lot of things, like who could be mates with who. She had no idea how Deacon was her mate. But she was pleased by it. The quiet country boy was exactly what she needed. Being a witch sometimes came with a certain kind of madness. It was nice knowing that Deacon was there to quiet her when she needed it.
They both showered, separately, and dressed. Larissa did away with the candles, and returned the bed back to how it had been. All of this, she did without magic since she didn’t want any power to interfere with the
