Donovan's POV
Snow's purrs fills my ears as soon as I come back home. I just dropped my mate off in her pack again. I promised I would go to her when I receive a reply from Hell.
It has been a long day. And it is also midnight. Gerald went to meet Gianna and promised to get some groceries on the way. I am not hungry right now, Arabella treated us to a home cooked meal. And she made the best casserole I ever tasted!
"Why aren't you asleep?" I whisper as I take Snow into my arms.
She starts talking in her own language that I don't understand. And I sit on the couch playing with her fur in hopes that she would sleep soon. I am tired. Beyond tired can be used as a phrase too.
I recall everything that happened. The past two weeks are a rollercoaster. Having my mate in my arms. Her heat
