Mya's Pov
After I accepted Max as my mate, I met his charming wolf. I gave him a nickname, Milkshake. He hates it, they both do. He is dark grey and is so majestic. I even got to ride on his back. Being with Max is so freeing. It's the first time I've intimately been with a guy without being drunk or needing medication, because without them, I'd feel Tom's hands on me, touching me, and his breath against my neck when he almost r***d me.
"Are you sure these are the pastries your parents like. And the wine, do you think they'll like it?" I ask nervously. I woke up early today and drove an hour and half to get these, Max's parents are Oenologists so I wanted to impress them with my choice of wine.
"Yes, and you shouldn't have gone through the trouble. And buy that bottle." he shakes his he
