When Damian made it back to his parents’ guest house, Trinity was preparing to leave.

“Just in time. I’m heading in to the hospital to take over the shift, and to get Jordan ready to be discharged. He should be leaving with his parents today,” she said.

He blinked several times and rubbed the back of his neck. “How is my mate? Is she well enough to just be left alone?”

Trinity smiled. “She won’t be alone with you here.”

“You know what I mean. I’m not medically trained. What if she needs something?”

“She’ll be fine. Go in and see for yourself. I think you’ll be very pleasantly surprised. Don’t worry, I’ll stop back on my way home, tomorrow after my shift. I gave her something of mine to wear. Just remember, she’s not one hundred percent yet, no matter what she tries to tell you.”

Damian turned on his heels, thanked Trinity over his shoulder, then jogged to the door. When he pulled the door open, he was surprised to see the stunning beauty, his soul-mate, sitting on the couch, facing the door, staring at him.

“Welcome back,” she said. The gust of wind from the door being open caused her long blond tresses to whip around her face. She closed her eyes, then slowly opened them. To Damian, it looked like a golden halo on this exquisite, angelic woman.

Damian stood there, speechless. His face was expressionless with the exception of his lips being slightly parted. His eyes never left her large, dark doe eyes. His heart was beating faster than if he’d run a marathon, and his breathing had become ragged. He’d seen and been with pretty women before, but she surpassed their beauty by leaps and bounds. He’d never seen such a gorgeous woman in all his life. And she was all his. His soul-mate.

“Say something, please,” she whispered.

“What’s your name?”

“Angelisa to my parents, but I’m called Angel by everyone else.”

Her voice was the perfect song to make Damian’s heart feel like it had skipped a beat. His wolf was hopping around, eager to claim her and make her theirs.

“I’m Damian,” he forced as a reply.

“I know.” Angel’s heart was pitter-pattering in her chest. Damian was more handsome than she’d originally thought. His dark hair and tanned skin were perfection. And his bright stark blue eyes were breathtaking.

“You were following me. Why didn’t you present yourself?” Damian asked.

Her face flushed. “I don’t know,” Angel said, then lowered her head.

“Look at me, my beautiful soul-mate.”

Angel’s eyes slowly rose to meet Damian’s. In that moment, she saw something in him she never saw before. She saw his love for her beaming through his eyes. He wasn’t angry, like she thought he might have been.

“Please, don’t ever turn away from me. I just wanted to know why you didn’t approach me. You had to have known I could sense you.” Damian slowly approached the couch where she was sitting, then fought the urge to sit down next to her and wrap her in his strong arms.

“I knew. I …” She took in a deep breath. “I wanted to see if I could learn more about you by just watching you from a distance.”

“And did you?”

Angel shifted her gaze from Damian to the floor. She didn’t want to ask him why he appeared to be a vagabond. After all, he was back at his parents’ home. Where she’d seen him for the first time.

“My Angel, answer me. Did you?” Damian asked again.

“Well,” she said, then hesitated. “I don’t want to say, my Alpha mate. It’s not my place to question you.”

“You have every right to ask me anything. I’m yours and you’re mine. There shouldn’t be any secrets between us. Ask me.” Damian stood and walked to the window seat. He didn’t sit down, instead, he stood and faced his mate, waiting for her query. His nervousness had him wondering if his mate would ask him a question that he couldn’t answer, or worse yet, didn’t want to answer. How long had she been following him? He wondered if she knew about the Werecats.

“Alpha, with all respect, I’m trying to understand why you left this home and ended up at the other place with the three small cabins. It doesn’t mean I love you any less, because that’s not possible, but I need to know where you plan to live. With me.”

“It’s a long story, my love. We can talk about all of that later, but we’ll be living on my new Pack land gifted to me by my ever so gracious father. I knew you were near the homes. It’s small, with only three houses, but it’s a start. Actually, only two homes are there right now. One had to be demolished and will be rebuilt.”

“Who will be rebuilding the house?”

“My father’s best handyman and his men will, along with Maverick, one of my Betas.”

“Do you think three small houses will be enough?”

It’s something we can build up over time.” Damian noticed the look on her face as her brows scrunched and her eyes slightly squinted. “Did I answer to your satisfaction?”

“You did.”

“Then what is it? Is there something else?”

“No, my dear Alpha. I’m just tired. I think I want to lie down.” Angel scooted to the edge of the sofa and Damian was immediately by her side. He held her forearm with one hand and her hand with his other, then helped her to stand. Her honeysuckle scent filled his nose and triggered his arousal. He desperately wanted to make her his completely.

“Thank you, Damian. I’ll be fine,” she said.

He didn’t leave her. Instead he walked with her into the bedroom. The bed had fresh linens on it and Angel’s honeysuckle scent wafted in the air.

She climbed in the bed and laid on her back. Her eyes met Damian’s and she held her hand out to him, beckoning him to come closer.

“Lay with me,” she whispered. Angel’s lips parted, then she licked the bottom one before pulling it slightly into her mouth and biting down gently. Her heartbeat quickened and the nerves in her tummy tingled in anticipation of being claimed by her soul-mate. She felt a craving in her apex, stronger than the desire she’d felt when she followed and watched Damian from a distance. And she felt a wetness between her legs that she could only think was from her neediness. She was ready for him to take her. He was her destiny. He was her forever love.

He closed the distance between them with two steps and took her hand in his, then bent down and kissed her palm. The overwhelming desire was difficult for Damian to fight. His Wolf wasn’t helping anything. He was sitting there like he had on devil horns, telling Damian to do it. To take her. To claim her. Damian swallowed hard.

He released her hand and made his way around to the other side of the bed and climbed in, moving so close to her that a pin couldn’t be wedged between them. He wrapped his arm around her middle and held her tight against him. His nose sank into her hair and he inhaled her scent. She smelled divine and was driving him insane. He knew she had to be able to feel his growing bulge. The scent of her arousal made him ache to feel her. To sink into her sweet flesh. To feel her writhe beneath him as he claimed her, but he remembered Trinity’s warning that she wasn’t one hundred percent yet. He would just hold her tight as he continued to fight against his strongest urges to make love to his mate.