Vittorio sits on the edge of Vannessa’s bed and watches her. She is beautiful and he feels at peace just being near her. But how to find the right words to tell her that she is his mate? ‘She can probably feel it, she just doesn't know what it is.’ His wolf inserts. ‘Any idea on how to tell her?’ He asks back. ‘Maybe with some shifter facts. Question and answer thing. Go through everything you learned as a child.’ The wolf suggests.
“What do you mean? You’re my home? Now you’re both confusing me.” Vannessa says and breaks his thoughts.
“Don’t you feel like this is your home?” He asks her back.
“I do. I don’t understand why?” She tells him.
“I can try and explain a few things. Maybe it will make more sense to you later.” Vittorio smiles at her. “And don’t worry if you fall asleep. We h
