DIMITRIS POV

When I woke up, a familiar sadness washed over me. July twenty first, the day my parents died. I closed my eyes, anger and resentment and hatred at the world running through me, one after the other. Until a soft snore broke me out of my thoughts. I looked beside me, to my mates sleeping face. Her lips were parted, her hair was messy but she looked completely peaceful. A soft smile appeared on my face as I gazed at her. She was truly adorable.

And just like that, all the horrible things I was feeling moments ago were replaced by calm, joy and happiness. It was the...