Dionessa was smirking at me when Ambrose and I came back to the packhouse. Apparently, we won’t be having a honeymoon because Ambrose is busy with his company and with some matters involving his pack. It’s okay with me. It’s not like I want us to be alone on a vacation. Thinking about what could happen sends shivers to my spine.
“How was your wedding night?” she asked me while munching on an apple.
I sighed and sat beside her on the couch. “It was okay,” I replied nonchalantly as I stretched my hand on my lap.
I heard her sighing before folding her left knee to face me. “What do you mean it was okay?” she asked eagerly. “Did he…” she wriggled her brows at me.
I pursed my lips and sighed deeply. “No,” I lied. “So please, let’s just go around the property today. Are you busy?” I wante
