Alpha Luciano's POV

When I woke up, my mate was asleep in my arms. My mate. Arabella. It felt like a dream. One I didn't want to wake from.

I lost count of the number of times we'd woken up and gone at it again like a couple of bunnies unable to keep our hands off each other.

I was sated and my wolf for once was calm and settled within me. I wrapped my hands around her tightly and buried my head in her hair inhaling her sweet scent. I was at peace.

Looking back on it, I wondered why I had waited so long to mark her and...