Chapter Forty-Two –Davina.
I knew that watching Mars walk out the door was going to hurt, but I didn’t realise just how utterly painful it would feel. It is almost as if somebody has ripped part of my soul away from me. I guess that is what has happened, in a way. Mars is my mate, the other half of me, and from what I have read in those werewolf books I loved to read, being apart is like losing a limb. Tears are streaming down my face, as I slump on my sofa, looking at the clock and counting down the hours till I see him again.
It is past midnight, and I need to be up for work in the morning, logging on by nine, plus finding plenty of things to keep Max occupied while I am on my calls. With a heavy sigh, I climb the stairs, strip down and pull on my nightdress, I will take a bath in th
