Arno’s POV
I was getting tired of those dreams. I mean, I loved them, but they left me restless and clueless.
I needed to speak with someone about them. Corbin and Evan weren’t the right people. Corbin would probably start mocking me. And I would allow him. He would be a powerful Alpha, but he chose to be my Beta. He wasn't my equal, but I decided to treat him as an equal, at least in private.
Evan would take the matter seriously, organize the search for the girl and probably get a witch involved to deal with the dreams. I felt so lonely. I had only very few friends, Corbin and Oriana, but telling her I was having wet dreams about other female didn’t seem appropriate.
It appeared to me that the only one I could talk to was my mother. Yes, my mother. The Queen Mother. Less embarrassing
