Chapter 132

Dylan had woken up before Mona the next morning, unable to keep the smile that spread out on his face as he watched her inhale and exhale slowly. Kissing her forehead, he left the room. He was careful to avoid being seen by anyone, knowing just how embarrassed Mona might feel.

His heart fluttered with joy as he made his way to his room. Dylan knew he wanted no other thing but to make Mona his mate. It took him a long while to get a hold of his feelings for her. Now that he was certain of how much he wanted and needed her, there was no going back.

He tried going back to sleep but couldn’t. After checking the spot of his wound, Dylan realized it wouldn’t do much harm if he went for a run in the woods. His wolf felt suffocated due to the number of days he was confined to the bed.

Answering the call of the woods, he left the packhouse, walked to the woods and shifted. Dylan felt happy and free; it had been a long while since he felt genuinely happy. The effect of Mona’