*Roman POV*
My mate is coming home tonight, and I couldn't have been happier. When she called and informed me that Grace and Jameson were all too happy to accommodate us, I made a mental note to thank them properly.
One of the warriors who brought my food had cut his hand on the way to my cell. It was bleeding, and I felt my whole body tense. However, I had no desire to rush towards him to try and taste his blood.
The tense feeling was more of a fear reaction than anything. It's something I'm going to have to deal with for a while. It was just a comforting feeling to know that I had no desire for his human blood, and I couldn't wait to share that revelation with my friends.
"Roman? How are you, nephew?" Bella called from the other side of the glass. I stood up to greet her, and was sh
