CHAPTER 46

  Turning and sighing heavily, Mona couldn't sleep a wink. She had never been hooked on someone like she was feeling now. All she could think about since seeing Mark was his face, not to forget how great he was with the use of his hands. She also felt very comfortable talking to him.

  Carla's words rang in her ears again; she was probably right about finding another mate to care for her. She covered her face with the bed covers as she squealed in delight. Her wolf was extremely restless, and the urge to jump into the woods for a good run kept walking up her mind. At the same time, she feared having to bump into the one she would love to avoid until she left this pack back to hers.

  Her mind went towards her parents again. It seemed like she hadn't written to her parents in years; she decided to do so the following day.

  Mona sat up on the bed, resting her head against the frame. She obviously couldn't get a casual sleep because of her restlessness.