It felt like I was somehow reborn and every part of me existed for Maximo. Every touch, every word, every emotion and feeling, it was as if we were one. I didn’t know that this would be the effect of being marked by him, by a wolf.
Wolf. It repeated in my head and I’ve said it countless times but I still couldn’t fully wrap my brain around it. How was it possible? I mean, I know it was now. There was no way to deny it. But if werewolves truly existed, then that means every single mythical creature did as well.
My head was filled with questions and the entire day me and Maximo spent together in bed was composed of me bothering him nonstop about things I was curious about. Luckily, he was very patient with me. That and because he also got something in return.
“Mmm… babe, I’m still sleep
