River slowly became aware of her surroundings. As she opened her eyes, she found herself in the dim light of what seemed to be morning inside the bedroom of the cabin, held close to the warm body of her mate. The way his touch was affecting her so much more than before, was amazing.
She could sense his mood, his presence; his arm wrapped around her had her body both alive and soothed by his touch. Was this what her parents felt all the time? No wonder her father acted like a puppy dog around her mother all the time. This could be addictive! According to her mother, it was apparently even stronger for wolves. It must be consuming for them, then.
Thinking back to him marking her, she couldn’t remember anything after his teeth had sunk into her shoulder. It was as if she’d passed out. She m
