Delilah’s POV
The drive home from the pack hospital was silent, we pretty much said everything there was to say at the moment. We both understood where we stand. He needs to prove to me he has changed and I need to give him the chance to do so.
I have to admit though he is off to a good start. The whole drive home his hand didn't leave my thigh. I'm sure he would have burned an imprint of it onto me through my jeans if he had wanted to. He held my thigh with possession and protection. I knew it was because of the mate bond but still his touch did something to me and i couldn't help but hope he really did want me.
Relief surged through me when I saw my house ahead. The thought of never hearing my mom’s beautiful voice or hearing my dad’s bark of a laugh shook me to my core. The thought
