(Lucas)
The first thing I saw was her wrapped in my arms. My mate, my counterpart in every way.
The sunlight streaming through the cracks in the curtain kissed her tanned skin. She was still sleeping deeply, her dark hair tangled around her.
I brushed off some from her neck rubbing my thumb over the mark I placed on her last night.
I had to check, I was worried it would go away or wouldn’t stick for some reason.
It was a dream come true, something that I never actually let myself fully believe would happen.
I mean, I pictured it a few times, too many times. But there were so many hurdles from when I first met her, I didn’t dare to actually let myself put any stock in those daydreams.
My mate wearing my mark her n.aked body still tangled with mine.
It was the most beautiful thing
