Chapter Fifty-Five. Mars, and Davina.
Mars point of View.
I sing my son his two songs, one for him and one for his wolf, as Davina watches as always, from the door, her soft smile oozing with love. I know the majority of that love is for our pup, but I know that some of it is reserved for me. That feeling alone, makes me feel ten feet tall.
For a lone Alpha, determined not to ever fall in love, to avoid the pain that comes when that love is lost, or ripped from you. I have succumbed to Cupid’s arrow. I have gone from the strong, brooding man, to the soppy romantic sap, doing anything and everything I can just to make my mate smile, and my son giggle.
I ruffle his hair and wish both Max and Thrax goodnight, then step aside for Davina. God, she is beautiful, sitting on the edge of th
