My Lycan hasn’t been at rest since I met Nala. The temptation to mark her is high, but she is still so young. I am scared I am going to hurt her. She is extremely fragile and cries almost every day.
“Oh, Don” I hear her moan beside me. What the f**k is she dreaming about? I smile at how beautiful she looks. She might have the character of a child, but her body says otherwise. I don’t care about what she is thinking as long as it involves me. I am waiting for the perfect time to talk to her about us and any other necessary information.
I enter the bathroom and shower with the cold water, hoping it helps with the sudden bulge in my pants. Fresh out of the shower, I dress in a fine suit, go down the stairs to get things done before she wakes up.
I receive a call from Carson.
“Do
