Konrad's POV
She looked at my hand, hesitatingly. The guy let go of her hand. “Go.” He told her.
“What about me, Konrad?” Gillian cried.
‘I am confused, Dutch.’
‘Just take Wilona. We will deal with her later.’ He advised.
Wilona stood on her feet and moved towards me. I laced my hand with her petite fingers. My skin tingled with goosebumps as I exhale a contented breath.
She closed her eyes momentarily with a hitched breath. I inhaled the air and uttered “Cinnamon-rose” under my breath. Her scent was creating havoc in my mind, body, and... soul.
My mom laughed, and Gillian started to argue with her. Their sounds muted as soon as I shut the door closed.
Everything that was happening was a shock to me. Mated to the two most beautiful women. Dutch nodded proudly as I squeezed Wilona’s
