Erick
After leaving Sophia that morning
Leaving her side felt wrong.
Like tearing myself away from the one place my soul finally felt at peace.
The door closed behind me with a gentle click as I stepped out of our chamber, but every instinct inside me protested, my wolf snarled, paced, shoved against my ribcage like he wanted to turn around, scoop our mate back into our arms, and drag her into bed again.
Truthfully, that was exactly what I wanted too.
Sophia had looked so soft and blissful moments before I forced myself to leave.
Her dark lashes had still been trembling from the way I’d kissed her; her cheeks flushed from both passion and the high of waking up newly marked.
Every time she moved, the faint glow of my mark shimmered at the curve of her neck, proof that she was eter
