Wilona's POV
I stared into his green eyes and smiled.
His touch brought sparks that always settle in the depth of my heart. Is this how I am supposed to feel because he is my mate, or does the feeling run deeper on its own? How is it even possible that a simple touch makes me feel so electrical and so wet?
‘He is our mate, Wilona. You will experience so many and so much more, as long as you let yourself go and accept the bond.’ Aiyana told me, feeling the intensity of my being.
‘But I don’t know him to just surrender to the bond that I am still sceptical of. I can’t only rely on him being my mate knowing what I want, not only for myself but for our pack.’ I sighed in exasperation.
“Snookums,” He whispered with his husky voice. “I can’t keep my thoughts to myself. I want to mate with y
