Owen’s POV
We played game after game with either myself or Ally winning various prizes. She always managed to find a little boy or girl to connect to and gift the prizes. She truly amazed me. I would buy a thousand tickets if it meant that I could witness the sheer joy she had at making others happy. It spoke volumes of the type of person she is.
“Mate is kind. Mate is perfect.” Darren chanted in my head. I had to agree with him.I was mentally laughing at how my strong alpha wolf had become a love sick puppy in such a short amount of time. It reminded me of my father. I could never understand how a man so strong and fierce could be so soft and gentle when it came to my mother. He always told me “Son, when you meet your mate you will understand. Trust me.”
