I look to Manuel who is just gazing at me, which I can’t help but smile at. I seem to have been blessed with the sweetest guy for a mate I truly do. I should probably look to get up and look after him, I don’t want to fail him as a mate on the first day together, or else I’d be heading straight back to my pack before I’d even moved away.
I want to make sure I am a good mate, I need to make sure I am doing all the things I need to do as a mate, running the home, making sure Manuel has everything he needs at home…. We had all this drummed into us growing up. I need to make sure I do not fail. I do not want to lose him. He is just the sweetest guy, so I am not sure he would even tell me if I wasn’t doing something right either. That’s the difficult thing.
I should maybe address that with
