Chapter One

JONAH sat uncomfortably with his hand propped against the wall of Bel's room. The small twin bed was way to small to hold both of them and Curly, who had taken a liking to Jezebel almost instantly. He was trying not to squish Bel, and even though the closeness didn't bother him much he didn't wanna explain why she woke up with his 6'2" frame sprawled across her tiny one.

Anyway, at the moment he had his arm wrapped around her and the other in holding him off the wall. Reason 105, as to why he likes them staying at his house, reason 1-104 are all because of very particular reasons. Like reason 24, she would purposely forget her pajama's so she would have to "borrow" his shirts. Which he loved! She would be wrapped in his scent for the entirety of the next day, and when she would steal it and wear it out she looked more like she was his.

"You know we could just sleep on a pallet in the floor when you stay over, " Jezebel mumbled in her morning voice with a slight laugh as she cuddled closer to his chest. Her chest vibrating against him and the tingles from her touch made him shiver. His hand slipped the second their bodies touched, and he not-so-gracefully fell to the wood floor of Bel's room.

"Whatcha doing down there?" Bel asked leaning over the bed with Curly behind her. He poked his head out from behind her stomach with his white fur sticking up at odd angles. He looked up for any danger before laying his head on her waist.

"Just enjoying the cold floor," Jonah mumbled hoisting himself back up from the floor using the bed as a prop. Jezebel giggled before looking down at him with an amused expression, not like Jonah was expecting her to help.

"You need a hug to make it better?" Bel said puckering her lips in an attempt to mock him. He chuckled evilly before grabbing her followed by her squeal and a loud crash as they both fell to the ground again.

"Jezebel?" They both looked at the door to see a woman sitting there with her hair in rollers, a face mask, and a bathrobe on. She looked like an older woman, even though she was only twenty-eight.

"Sorry, Mom," Bel said with a smile. Karla only grunted throwing her hand in the air a short way before shuffling back to her room. When they heard the door close the pair let out a string of laughter.

"Karla gets older every time I see her," Jonah commented helping Jezebel up off the bed. Curly trotted back in and laid back down on the bed completely ignoring the other two as he drifted back off the sleep, taking up over half the bed. Jezebel had already gotten up and slipped on her slippers.

"I really don't understand why Curly prefers it here," Jonah mumbled grumpily. His dog always preferred sleeping away from home and for almost half a year now he doesn't even come home at night. Curly shot his head up at his name being called looking up at Jonah innocently before laying his head back down. Bel laughed as she rubbed the dog's head. 6:30, perfect, Jonah thought sitting up himself.

"He obviously likes me more, but honestly he only comes over when you do," Jezebel said with a shrug.

"Then where does he go when he's not home?" Jonah asked. Jezebel shrugged again pushing Jonah out of the way as she made her way to the door. Jonah pretty much knew her morning routine. Wake up, eat food, and go back to sleep for a couple of hours. During that time Jonah would go to training, but when she would call he would leave immediately. He usually left around seven, so waking up earlier would make it easier to leave early.

"Hey, Bel, I have to go," Jonah said as he walked downstairs. She had a Pb&J shoved into her mouth and a glass of milk in the other as she waddled to the couch with her blanket in between her legs. He stood in awe watching his mate. Everything about her was amazing, and there was no way that he was going to be able to keep his secret much longer.

"Okie Doke," Her voice was muffled by the bread and chunky peanut butter. She cuddled close to the couch before flipping on the TV. When Jonah was leaving he yearned to turn around and kiss her. He wanted so badly to be able to tell her about him and his secret, but until he turned eighteen he couldn't.

His father made it a rule that Jezebel must not know about their secret because when he was sixteen he wanted to tell her so bad and instead of waiting until he got his wolf under control he had to wait until she was sixteen. Not like it was really his fault. He just wanted her to be there when he shifted for the first time, but when he went to retrieve her his father stopped him and locked him down into the basement.

Jonah's eyes darted from the wall to the door. He had never felt so trapped in his life, and what made it worse was that his senses were heightened. He felt like he couldn't breathe as he fell to the ground huffing whilst he howled out in pain. He hadn't wanted to be trapped while shifting, but his father felt it was the only way to keep him from finding Jezebel.

"Let....me....out," He felt his wolf tugging to be free and the headache that came with it hurt like hell. Before long he was on the ground hunched over as his bones relocated and shifted in the disgusting place. He was on all fours with his claws scratching the floor.

Jonah may have been afraid of his father, but his wolf was not. He looked at the door before letting out a loud growl. He started throwing himself at the door, the burning of the silver made him hiss in pain as it came into contact with his skin.

The banging had caught the attention of the guard outside. Just as Jonah bent the door the guard came to inspect his scrawny body was all that stood in between Jonah and his mate, and if he could withstand the door this guard would be nothing.

At inhuman speed, he darted out of the door. His thoughts on one thing: Jezebel. She was all he could see, hear, and smell. She was the only thing his wolf wanted. He had begged to have her there with him after he shifted, but her father was concerned with her safety.

She deserved to know his secret. She deserved to know that she was his soul mate, that she was supposed to be with him and they would live together happily, and that he would never harm her in any way because he would also need to protect her, but his father feared for her safety. Newly changed wolves are dangerous, and with his mate being human the risks were much greater.

He was so dazed by the shifting he hadn't realized where he was going. All he knew was that he could sense Bel and he knew that he had to find her before his father figured out. Jonah ran all four of his paws hitting the ground with loud thuds as he sped towards where he knew Jezebel was. She always preferred to stay there when she was sad. She had been thinking of her father and she had been so upset over all of the stuff she had been put through. Karla just had her younger brother, and seeing her being all motherly made Bel miss her mother.

He was met by the old broken gate, shards of plastic, and, of course, the smell of honey and flowers. He could hear her sobs from behind the curtain of leaves on the old weeping willow. It was their place, a sacred place, somewhere they never told anyone about. She was the first person Jonah shared the tree with, and she knew how special it was to him. Soon it became just as important to her.

It was the place Jonah attempted to tell her about werewolves when she was ten, the place where he played the prince as he saved her from the monster (aka Curly), and where when they were younger they shared a kiss. Nothing that Jezebel remembers, but something that implanted itself into Jonah's mind.

He couldn't handle the sadness that hearing her crying brought him. He wanted to shift back and comfort her, but he couldn't. All the odds were against him in this situation and if he tried then there was a very likely chance that she would run away in fear just at the sight of him in wolf form. He hadn't even thought about it as he dashed to the front of the tree.

He heard growling coming from behind him as he made an effort to push the leaves out of the way so that he could see her. He just wanted to at least get a glimpse of her before they dragged him away.

'Son, you need to leave before you do something you will regret' the Alpha's voice rang in his head. It gave John a horrible headache as his father's voice echoed around his skull like he was trapped in a hole.

"Hello, is anyone out there," Jezebel whispered before the leaves ruffled signaling that she was gonna be leaving the tree, soon. Her blonde hair flashed out covering her face. She had decided to put her head out right as Jonah leaned in, and as a result, his wet nose collided with her cheek causing his wolf to yelp in pain.

"Oh my gosh," Bel said in a hushed whisper, "I am sorry doggy," Jonah tilted his head to the side. She must have had to have noticed that he was larger than a normal dog, heck even a normal wolf. Still, she seemed unfazed by his size even though most people would run away in fear at the beast in front of her.

'Son, we have to leave,' He growled in disapproval. Jonah snapped his head at the group of wolves. He growled impatiently at them hoping to get a few minutes before he had to leave his mate in tears again. So, instead of obeying his father he walked around and placed his snout near her cheek and licked at her face in an attempt to clean up the tears.

'Maybe he needs a little motivation' One of the other wolves his father had brought moved closer to Bel with his head lowered a wolfey grin playing at his snout as he stalked towards the tree. Jonah's demeanor changed in an instant. His body stiffened as his fangs protruded.

"Take even one step closer and I will kill you' Jonah snarled pacing protectively around Jezebel with his eyes darting between the guy and his father. There was no way that she would be touched. She was Jonah's mate and if this wimpy Omega wanted to go up against him then so be it. He would tear the wolf to shreds, but he wasn't gonna do that in front of Jezebel. She didn't need to witness death again, and not on this day.

'Is that a threat little pup?'

"When MY mate is involved it's not a threat' Jonah said his voice sinister 'it's a promise' He growled the last part walking steadily after him pulling his lip up as he flashed his large canines.

'Touch her and it will be the last thing you do' This time it wasn't Jonah. It was his wolf, Aspen. The stunning brown wolf that had been begging to have a go at the creep. Jonah kept him at bay enough, but the angrier he got the harder Aspen was to control

'Do you think you scare me, pup?' The wolf growled back. Jezebel backed back into the tree a little at the sound of the wolf. Her small whine causes Aspen to stand guard right in front of her. He watched in anger as he disobeyed orders from his father.

'Jefferson, stand down' The Alpha growled. The foolish wolf didn't listen and instead stepped closer. His body jerking as it attempted to follow his Alpha's, but he didn't. His head up as he tried to insert dominance over the soon-to-be Alpha.

Something in Aspen snapped and he lurched at the wolf embedding his nails into its thigh. He whimpered in pain as Aspen bit down on his stomach. The metallic liquid ran down his throat, and to his surprise he enjoyed it. It felt amazing as it steamed down to his stomach. Jonah had taken down this wolf on his very first shift, and Aspen was more than proud. Sadly, his father ruined the euphoric moment by growling at him.

'You listen here and you listen good, Aspen, I will not have you injuring one of the wolves who will someday soon stand as your hand' Aspen growled dismissively. He turned his head away from the injured wolf to the Alpha, and when he did he snarled angrily at him.

'He has to pay for threatening our Mate' Aspen still had a hold of the wolf with his paw and blood ran down his snout. He was savoring the flavor from his opponent. He had never experienced something so... so spectacular!

'He will receive punishment, but you need to wash yourself off before coming back to the house because you'll scare Mia and Sophie, As for you Aspen, don't you ever think you will outrank me' Jonah pounced off the wolf rubbing his nose into the grass ignoring the Alpha's remark. The Alpha turned before grabbing the nape of the wolves neck and pulling him along behind as Aspen growled lowly towards the wolf and the Alpha as he continued to itch.

He whined as he realized that Bel had retreated to the back of the tree her back pressed firmly to the scratchy bark. Aspen grunted a mixture of mud and snot shot out of nose mixing with the blood on his snout.

'This itches' Aspen whined scratching his nose on the ground. He stopped when he heard giggling. He was laying on his back with his back paws in the air and his front paws scratching his nose.

"Aw," She approached Aspen putting her hand to his snout. She ignored the nasty mixture and instead scratched around causing tingles to erupt making the itch disappear. She giggled at him again, but as soon as Aspen went to nuzzle into her hand the Alpha growled. Aspen knew better than to dismiss him, and so he licked her on the cheek before booking it to the woods watching from afar as Jezebel dashed behind into the road out of view. He whined longingly watching his mate leave without him. Bel had seemed pleased and the meeting was beyond great for Aspen.

Sure their first meeting wasn't ideal, but he was just happy to have met her in any way that he could. He whined longingly as she left. Aspen watched until she was no longer visible in the night before turning away to go wash in the pond.

'I love our Mate' Aspen whined dreamily.

'So do I'

Jonah focused on the punching bag as his father held it still. He brought all of his frustrations onto the bag with each punch sweat pouring down his face. He could punch his dad without you know... punching him. It was a safer way for him to take out his frustration. He stopped punching as his father pulled the bag away.

"Go get your Mate, and remember your mother said she could come over tonight. We have something to tell both of you," Jonah didn't think twice he grabbed his bag throwing it over his shoulder and shifting. As he ran the bag whistled as it blew between his neck and the ground.

'We get to see Mate!' Aspen howled in happiness. Jonah didn't dare mention that the only saw her two hours ago. He didn't want to stop the shift midway as Aspen had down many times. One time he did it as an "April Fools" joke. He was naked in front of a good percentage of the pack and Aspen thought it was hilarious.

The Alpha did not.

Jonah walked down the street until he was in front of Karla's house. It was small and in the human part of town. Of course, this was still pack territory, and as such many wolves settle down here once they mate. This is something Karla knew well because she was mated to Mathew. They legally adopted Jezebel when they were Twenty, and Jezebel was seven because Karla felt so drawn to her. Needless to say, she didn't spend a lot of time in foster care when she was little.

Karla and Matt had two more kids after Bel, their names are Susan and Holland. They are five and two. Holland was the youngest and favored Matt with his blonde hair and brown eyes, but Susan looked a lot like Karla with her brown hair except she shared her father's eyes. They were both a handful, and you can see why Karla looks like she's aged twenty years even though it's only been ten.

Jonah walked towards the house and was greeted by the screaming of a toddler and the complaining of a five-year-old. When he walked in Karla didn't say a word and instead handed him the screaming toddler as she fixed him some food.

"Hey, buddy what's wrong?" Jonah cooed stroking his head. The little boy sobered up sniffling lightly. His brown hair was nappy, probably from sleeping, and his matching eyes were puffy from crying.

"Sissy isn't awake," he mumbled making what little syllables he could. I knew that feeling quite well to be completely honest. Jonah wanted her to be awake, and he had a feeling that she was less likely to punch a two-year-old as she would himself.

"Well how about we go wake her up, sound good?" the toddler clapped his chubby hands together. Jonah hurried up the stairs to the room where Bel was asleep. He slowly opened the door and was met by light snoring.

As he pushed the door open more he could see her face which was basically the sight from Frozen, a movie he is forced to watch with Susan and his two sisters when he babysits with Bel, her hair was at odd angles that stuck to her face, her body was sprawled across the tiny bed, and her blankets weren't even on her body because they were on the floor along with the pillow.

"I am gonna throw you on her, okay?" Jonah whispered swinging the toddler through the air. The air rushed against his hair as Jonah began to count down from three. Each number plagued his thoughts.

One... Oh god

Two... She's gonna kill me

Three... I'm so dead

The air whistled around the toddler as he screamed waking Bel enough for her to shift so he didn't hit her face. She looked red in the face holding Holland in her hands. She looked around the room frantically.

"Bubs, where is he?" She was too late. Jonah had already dashed down the stairs and was sitting safely out of death's way. Bel walked, well more like stomped, down the stairs. She had Holland in her arms and her face was still red.

"Hey, princess," Jonah mumbled sending a wink in her direction. She grumbled an "I hate you" under her breath before walking into the lounge and putting Holland on his play rug.

"Sissy, will you play with me?" Susan asked holding up a doll. Jonah just sat back a watched as his mate played with the pup. He imagined what it would be like when they got married. They would have pups that were as beautiful as their mom with her personality and charm. They would be perfect and just am-

"You owe me ice cream," Bel mumbled sitting down beside him on the couch. When she sat down the smell of spring engulfed him. He looked over at her to see that her neck was on full display. He shifted uncomfortably as she accidentally wafted her scent in his direction. Aspen yipped in his head as he imagined his mark on her neck.

Jonah had fought with his wolf on the subject of mating. She is only fifteen and they weren't even dating, so the likelihood of them mating was slim to none, at least not anytime soon.

'Why don't you just grow a pair and tell her, she will have to know sooner or later' Aspen whined. He was currently pacing giving Jonah a horrible headache. Jonah wanted to tell, he really did. Still didn't change the fact that her birthday was two months away.

He would ask her out, on her birthday he would take her out to eat, then he would tell her everything, and finally he would let her know that she was his by marking her. He would ask permission first of course. The thought of his mark on her neck made Aspen purr in excitement.

"Helllloooooo," Bel groaned waving her hand in front of his face. She looked like she was about to slap him, and he prayed that she wouldn't actually but you never really know with her.

"Huh, what?" He said putting all of his attention on her. Something he didn't mind doing of course.

"You are seriously deaf," she mumbled, "are you staying here tonight or going home?" She asked plopping down next to him.

"Actually my dad said you could come over if you want," he said taking the remote from her hands, "something about how he had news to tell both of us," he was met with a smack to the back of the head, an annoyed glare, and the remote being taken back.

"Great, now I get to eat Nona's food," she moaned at the thought causing Jonah to shift swiftly.

Her heartbeat sped up quickly before slowing down again. Jonah would never grow used to this little habit she had begun to display. It was a moment where he couldn't tell what was wrong with her, and she never gave any clues as to what she was feeling. As her heart raced he instinctively tensed and had to fight the urge to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her close. He let out a low growl, nothing she could hear but still the low rumble caused her to cower closer to him.

They spent a good portion of the day like that, but at some point, she had nodded off again. Her head exposing her neck again. The perfect place for his mark, and how much he would savor the thought of her wearing the tattooed scar decorating her unmarked skin. The pleasure rippled through his body in waves.

The moment was ruined when his phone rang and Jezebel shifted causing her hair to fall over her shoulder. He growled in annoyance before bringing the phone to his ear. The caller I.D showed it was his father, and for some reason, it was always him who ruined the small moments he had with his mate.

"Yes, sir?" Jonah asked keeping his voice level. It took a second before his father screaming at his sisters and brothers sounded through the phone.

"Sophie quit messing with Luca's race car," His voice was strained, "I do not care if he tore the head off your doll. Remember when Mia colored on your coloring sheet, did you like it? No, exactly," Jonah rolled his eyes. Holden and Luca were about to turn two and they both were already a mess. His parents were in for it. Why they didn't stop at three was an unanswered question that probably would remain unanswered till the end of time.

"Dad, you called me," Jonah reminded catching his father's attention.

"Right, your Nona said that you had to come help make supper," He grunted before a toddler crying was brought to his attention, "No, exception. You have an hour before she comes after you, you have been warned," Jonah didn't have to be told twice. Nona was a terrifying old woman. Something that rubbed off on Jezebel through the years.

Jonah sat a watched his mate's sleeping figure for a couple of minutes before slowly waking her up. She only shrugged it off before snuggling deeper into his shoulder.

"Bel, we have less than an hour before Nona comes to get us," she shot up quickly hurrying off the couch. Her frantic expression not fading as she searched for her shoes. He waited patiently as she got dressed. His foot tapping as he stared at the stairs waiting impatiently.

As soon as she walked down he couldn't help the lust-filled growl that sounded from my chest. Her hair was pulled up in a half-up ponytail with one of his t-shirts hanging loosely around her shoulders. The holes in her boyfriend-jeans reaching up to the pockets with fishnet leggings underneath. He could feel his eyes shift from their normal blue to a black. He couldn't help it she looked sexy in his shirt.

"Does it look weird?" She asked her hands working to smooth out the fabric, "I can change, I knew this was stupid, and now I have to change," in a split second, Jonah had her hand in his.

"Firstly, never call yourself a stupid because you are far from it," he growled, "secondly, you look beautiful and there is no need to change," he grabbed her face and stroked her cheek with his thumb.

She blushed her cheeks turning a deep scarlet as she realized how close they were. Jonah didn't mind, her being his arms brought a sense of peace over him and Aspen. He looked at the clock before realizing they only had fifteen minutes to get the pack house.

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They got to their just as Nona was getting ready to come and get them. She had her gray hair pulled back in a bun with loose strands framing her wrinkling face. She looked like your stereotypical grandma. She wore a slightly dirtied apron and her face was laced with small amounts of flour.

"You, my grandson, better be glad you got here before I left," she shook with fury as she grabbed Jonah be his ear. She had to jump up to grab it though because she is only about 5' 1". Over a foot shorter, but that didn't stop her. She knew she could hit him all she wanted, and nobody would protest so they were safe from the receiving end of her anger.

"Sorry, Nona," He whined out as she pulled him, still by the ear, into the kitchen. He groaned when she finally let go. Being bent over like that hurt a little more than it should and his ear burned. He watched as she suddenly smiled and turned around to him.

"How is that mate of yours?" Nona had been the one to help Jezebel find a family in town to live with so Jonah would be able to grow up with his mate. She had grown to love the little girl like she was family, and to her she was and Nona would hear nothing of it if you tried to change how she felt.

"Still as gorgeous as ever," Jonah swooned slightly, "her birthday is in two months, Nona. Do you know what that means? It means that I get to tell her," He couldn't help but get excited again. She smiled at him before throwing an apron at his face and guiding him to a station of the counter decorated in loads of stuff for desserts Nona is famous for. It wasn't long before Jezebel found her way into the kitchen.

"Do you need any help, Nona?" She said smiling. Jonah could feel the smile on his face getting bigger as he saw the excitement on his mate's features.

"Of course, dear," Nona said handing her an apron before she pulled it on. Jezebel joined Jonah at the desserts. He was cutting strawberries and whisking them into the fluffy whipped topping for the strawberry cake Nona had in the oven. Jezebel started cutting the chicken at his side. She felt more at ease there, and Jonah knew it. He leaned over slightly bumping her as she put the chicken in the marinade.

She knocked him back slightly causing the room to erupt with giggles. Tossing in the fresh spices Jezebel stirred everything together before taking it to Nona. She ended up walking over to help Jonah finish the cake. He was taking them out of the oven and Jezebel laughed as he flinched back from the hot pan that he attempted to grab but shifted his wrist and briefly touched it to the searing metal.

"Good job smart one," Jezebel said laughing as he stuck his tongue out at her. She returned it with a brief smile and a dollop of the strawberry cream into a piping bag.

They finished in record time and supper was out on the table. Jonah was forced to sit in front of Jezebel instead of beside her because Mia and Sophie wanted to sit next to her. They, of course, got Bel's vote and sat down as Nona sat at the front with the Alpha and Luna.

"You would rather sit by them than me?" He asked feigning hurt. She chuckled grabbing the girls hands and holding them tightly.

"Yes, I need to spend time with some girls. Felicity doesn't count because acts more like a man then Noah, and the amount of testosterone is too much for me to handle," she gave him a dazzling smile before releasing the girls' hands and digging into her food.

He finally looked at his parents and was surprised that they both looked equal parts happy and nervous. The smile on Luna's face was forced, and the Alpha was trying to comfort her by stroking her back.

They ate and the chatter was calm, but Jonah found himself staring at his parents. He had many ideas running through his head as he looked at both of them. Suddenly a thought came to him.

'Oh goddess, please don't let mom be pregnant again' he pleaded in his mind. I mean to him his parents never used protection because they were popping out babies left and right. They aren't even forty and they had five kids. Even in the werewolf world having a lot of kids is weird. Sure they are the Alpha and Luna and they need a succession, but now and days the firstborn, even if they are a female, can become Alpha/Luna. Therefore, one child is enough. Still, if they wish to breed like rabbits who is he to stop them.

"Okay, kids," The Luna, Sophie, said, "We have some news. A new school has opened in town and the government is shutting down the homeschooling program we use to teach you kids, so you will now be attending the new school along with most of the kids in town. Karla even said that she wanted you to start going with them, Jezebel," She added. This probably frustrated him a little more than it should, but she would probably only be in school a year considering she took most of the classes Jonah took.

"I am okay with that," Jezebel agreed, "Of course I think it would be new considering I have only ever been homeschooled," Jonah knew her better than that. She would be a nervous wreck when it came to her first day.

"Good news is Jonah will be joining you," the Alpha mumbled as if he didn't agree with the decision, but was more or less being forced into it, "In fact, we have arranged for you two to have a similar schedule. Your age difference made it hard. Still, you are very advanced in your studies and might graduate early."

"Really?" Jezebel's face lit up and her whole mood changed drastically.

"Yes, now school starts back in a week and everyone will be going," He added, "well except for Holden and Luca," as if the thought of two babies coming to school crossed anybody's mind. Dinner ended on that note and everyone headed for bed. Jonah and Jezebel headed for his room where they would probably talk about the school and how she was nervous.

When they got into the room that is exactly what they did. Jezebel kept mumbling about all the things that could go wrong and Jonah tried to tell her otherwise.

"I am gonna go to lunch and fall straight on my face while spilling milk on the most popular girl of the school. Then everybody is gonna hate me and I am gonna be a social outcast," She looked like she wanted to curl up in a hole and die because of something that hadn't even happened yet.

"Noah and Felicity will be going," Noah had met his mate when he turned sixteen. She is around Jezebel's age and they were like best friends when she first moved into the pack house. The Beta Female and Luna should get along so it happened naturally.

"That doesn't help my clumsiness," Bel grumbled burrowing her head into the pillow she had claimed as her own. Jonah would sleep with the pillow when they weren't together because it smelt like her. It kept Aspen at bay and would make it easier to sleep.

"I am sure no one will laugh at you," he didn't dare mention the fact that anyone who did would have to face his wrath and it would be ten times worse for any of his pack members. They also knew who she was and to disrespect her would be a crime punishable by death.

"You have to protect me from embarrassment," she mumbled her voice still muffled by the pillow. He purred at the thought of her needing him to protect her. Her needing him is his sole purpose is for living in the world.

"Of course I will, Princess," He said slightly stroking her hair, "I will be your knight in shining armor," he said cheekily causing her to groan. She still made no effort to stop him from running his fingers through her hair. In fact, she seemed to snuggle closer her head fully resting her hand on his hand as she dozed off. He watched her for a moment studying her sleeping features as he allowed her to snuggle close to him. Her body heat brought a sense of safeness he only felt with her.

He listened to her steady heart and when he thought she was asleep he placed a kiss on her lips. It sent sparks down his spine causing him to crave her. Two months, he thought to himself. Two months and she would be his.