Dorian ate all the sandwiches Link brought for us, but not before he drank the cup of hot tea, so his stomach could accept the food. On Angela’s neck, a beautiful mark started to show up and I couldn’t stop admiring it. Two wolves staring at each under the full moon. It looked so poetic and I silently hoped that the mark we will share with Linkoln would be something similarly poetic. Mark itself forms according to the expected relationship and seeing this mark on Angela’s neck, it meant she chose the good partner for herself. With Linkoln we had a mating bond so we should be meant for each other, same as I would be with Adrian if his uncle wouldn’t poison his mind before, but Angela didn’t have that. As a unique Alpha she-wolf, she had her choice to choose whoever she wanted.
Dorian shone
