Remus’s P.O.V.
I knew Kevin wanted to see me happy and I appreciated his concern for me but Maria was not comfortable having a talk about our love life with children. I remembered Betty’s 18th birthday when I proposed to Maria just before the cake cutting. She was dumbstruck for a good two minutes and I went anxious because she didn’t give any response. Then she started crying and said yes. Titus, my wolf, who was hell determined to make her our chosen mate was howling in pain when she didn’t react and then did that happy dance in the back of my mind giving me a severe headache. I couldn't even explain what I felt for those few seconds. I felt like dying again.
I was worried for Maria before. She knew about our kind and she had no problem living in between us. In this town, the werewolve
