A light, pleasant wind caressed their skins as the floral scent of the fields filled the room's air.
The large bed was a ruin, and only shreds of the heavy canopy hangings remained. It looked as if the bed had been abandoned and then vandalized by young people seeking rebellion.
Emmanuelle and Harry had spent the night uncovering each other and had finally fallen asleep, but neither had agreed to release their embrace.
Harry slept, holding his soul mate tenderly in his arms. He was in a kind of absolute bliss where he felt perfectly at peace.
Till's purring gently filled the air. The wolf was satisfied to the utmost that he could serve his lungs with the vanilla scent of their Mate.
The human and his wolf part knew they would only have to wait a few hours before they could finally mar
