Velvet’s POV

[MORNING IN VENICE]

I was urging to bend and give him a spicy morning kiss but he jerked his head to the side, avoiding my lips.

My brows furrowed with suspicion. Rather than look at me, was focused on his phone.

“You know this is gonna be the last time we're gonna do it, right?” He murmured. “I mean within this thirty-day period.” He said. Deep in his voice I could feel the pains.

It hurt so much as I would be leaving someone I loved so much just because the pack elders demand he marries a fated mate and I happen not to be one.

He bashed...