THIRD PERSON'S POV
Alpha Lucas couldn't remember the last time he was this happy, and it was because of his little mate. He had become less snappy, and he now had a small smile for everyone in the pack. His pack was thriving, and times were peaceful. He began to think of his little mate as his good luck charm. She was the light in his world, and he thanked his stars every day that one man had been st*pid enough to let her go.
He spotted her now in the pack house compound as she threw her head back in laughter at something Brielle had said. Yesterday, after the intimate session they had after her shower, he had been craving her more and more. He lost count of how many times he had caught himself daydreaming about her. He wished that he didn't have so much work to do so he could drag her
