Darlene’s pov
It was just another day. I was cleaning the master bedroom when a sturdy pair of hands grabbed me and pinned me against the wall. I jerked up in shock, but soon the familiar sparks I had grown fond of consoled my nerves. His scent soon overpowered my senses, knocking the wind out of my lungs. It was him—my soulmate. My lips curled into a smile as I grazed my fingers through his hair.
Although my doubts still weren't cleared away, I was pleased that he found me when I was alone.
He trapped me with his body, placing his nose in the crook of my neck. Tender growls erupted from his chest as he peppered soft kisses all over my collarbone and neck, which I found soothing. I cast a quick glance at the door. It was closed. I guess the vacuum’s noise drowned out the sound of his
