Madoka's POV
Everything was going really well.
Carrie took to the Luna position better than I could have hoped. She had a determined way of approaching a task, whether it was trying to convince me to eat healthier, cut back on pack expenses, or make my home as uncomfortable as possible out of pure spite, like back when I had first stupidly confined her there. As frustrating as the situation had been at the time, I smiled at that memory now that we were past the worst of our troubles.
I hadn't been looking for my mate, so she had caught me completely off guard when she had turned up. My first sight of her had stopped my breathing, and my brain along with it. Smooth skin, untamed black curls, and brown eyes that were full of challenge and determination.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I
