Silas was sleeping beside Tabitha, resting his head on his elbow that was supported by the bed. He was watching his new wife sleep. She had been sleeping for hours. It was noon already and she wasn't awake yet.

Silas wasn't surprised because he already made her a werewolf and he knew that when he checked the wound around her neck to see that it had healed with a mark on it.

“When will my little wolf wake up? It's 4, I miss you so much, baby,” Silas touched her hair and stroked it for a while before kissing Tabitha's forehead.

It felt as if she was hungry and longing...