Not expecting that to be his first question, Shaylin stuttered out of surprise: “W-what?”
“Elder Harkenfield called you a Desiderium a few minutes ago,” he explained but then his eyes suddenly became larger than two saucers: “Oh my Goddess, I am so sorry. Was that a rude thing to ask?”
It took Shaylin a second to regroup her thoughts that turned to mush ever since she first locked eyes with this handsome stranger, but when she finally realised what he was asking she laughed wholeheartedly, making Damian’s heart and wolf inside his mind swell with joy to call this divine woman their own. A silent oath had been made in Damian’s and Isyr’s shared mind at that very moment, that they would live the rest of their lives doing everything in their power to make her laugh like that every day, whol
