Wyatt
I was a nervous ball of energy all night. My limbs felt like my nerves were firing all night. I couldn't sleep. All I could think about was her. My mate. The woman I am destined to spend the rest of my life with.
I thought of her long, wavy, dirty blonde hair. I thought of her beautiful, plump, rosy lips, and her emerald eyes sparkled when she smiled. I thought of the obnoxious snort that would come out when she would laugh so hard and how she would get so lost in her own world when she read. I thought of the sweet, honey taste of her lips and her tropical scent.
And sometimes, my thoughts would drift to her sister. And each time they did, Scarr would growl his displeasure and remind me that she wasn't mine. It was confusing as hell. For two years, Evie and I had been fooling aro
