Her eyes were opening slowly, and it was a strange feeling, especially when she realized it wasnât her room, but his.
She had only his shirt on her and her underwear, nothing else, wondering what the hell happened and who undressed her, considering that she was alone in the room now, at least she thought so.
The bed was huge and all the furniture was massive and in wood color.
It was beautiful, a combination of modern and ancient, and was a great idea.
A feeling of sun warmth on her skin was good, but on her neck was unusual.
She wasnât in pain, but yet, the feeling was strange, like she got something now that completed her.
His mark.
She needed to see it.
The bathroom was also like a room, with a lot of space and it got everything that she needed and more.
She was surprised by that and needed to admit that Drake had good taste.
She pulled down the shirt in front of a big mirror and moved her hair, wanting to see the mark.
That was something...
A wolf hollowing on the rose, that bloomed.
Lotta smiled and touched it.
It was almost healed, but she could feel it under her fingers.
Her whole body could.
She closed her eyes, imagining him beside her, and it was like a kiss on her skin, from his hot lips.
She shivered.
Nothing has prepared her for that, and yet she felt everything inside her was right, at that moment.
âYou like it, I presumeâ, she heard Drakeâs voice behind her.
It shocked her, especially the fact that he saw her like that and a half-naked.
It was so embarrassing for her that she blushed hard.
âYou shouldnât sneak behind peoples back like thatâ, she told him, fixing the shirt.
âIâm sorry, but I thought you heard me, the doors are heavy , you knowâ, he said to her, and she could feel that he was teasing her.
Damn it, he was right.
He was so obsessed with her at that moment that she wouldnât hear anything.
âI guess this is your room â, she was trying to start a conversation about something else but her.
âNoâ, he simply answered.
âWhat do you mean NO?â She surprised.
âNo, because this is OUR room now, and foreverâ, he said.
âOh...â She said.
âDrake smiled at her reaction.
âWhat do you mean Oh?â
âDo you like it, does it need to be change, or anything?â He was curious.
âNo, I like it, very muchâ, she said, shyly.
âWill you please move so that I can get dressed?â Lotta asked him, nervously.
âSure, but hurry up, the lunch is getting coldâ, he said.
âWhy did you let me sleep so long, and whatâs the time, anyway?âShe said, walking fast toward the closet.
Itâs 1 p.m., so time for you to eat somethingâ, he told her.
âI let you sleep because you were exhausted from last night, and I had work to doâ, Drake said, smiling at her.
âDid you eat? Lotta asked him, while she was getting dressed.
âNo, I was waiting for you so we can have lunch together, which I hope will be from now onâ, he said.
âI hope Suzy made something delicious because Iâm starvingâ, Lotta said walking toward him.
She was in a white shirt and paled jeans and sneakers, while he was watching her with lust in his eyes.
She was a pretty little Venus and she didnât even know it.
Drake would gladly skip that lunch and take her this instant, but he needed to wait for her to be ready for him, for everything.
Now, when she had his mark, everyone would know she was his, but he didnât know about the heat, because for the golden wolves, that was much quicker and more intense.
Her scent was adorable as always to him, and he had a rough time restraining himself, but If she went into the heat soon, he wasnât sure what he would do.
He couldnât do anything because he didnât want to hurt her, but he would need to help her, thatâs for sure, and he would do that, no matter what, because when the heat comes for her, every male wolf would be crazy, even more, because she was a golden wolf.
But, she was his gold, and he will protect her with his life.
âAre you coming? Lotta was looking at him, confused.
âYesâ, was the answer, on his thoughtful face.
Lucky for him she couldnât hear his thoughts, otherwise she would be stunned.
Suzy was satisfied with Lottaâs appetite, and Drake was looking at his mark on her neck because her hair was up in a ponytail.
Lotta saw it and blushed, trying to cover it.
âDonât, it suits you perfectlyâ, Drake said, with his deep voice.
âShe bites her lips nervously.
âDonât do thatâ, he warned her.
âPlease stop looking at me like that, you make me nervousâ, she said to him.
âAnd how is that, Lotta?â He asked, teasing.
âYou knowâ, she answered quietly, avoiding his deep look.
âDoes it hurt? He asked.
âNot any moreâ, she said.
âYou are stronger than I thoughtâ, he told her, satisfied.
His eyes glowed with pride and she had a hard time concentrating.
His presence after last night was making her very nervous, and she thought that it had never been so intense before.
His closeness suited her, but yet, made her nervous to the point that she didnât know how to behave.
âIâll work until 6, then we could go for a walk, if you want toâ, he said.
âWhere? She asked, with a shy smile.
It was a surprise for her, that he behaved differently.
âA garden? He watched her closely, waiting for her reaction.
Lotta almost choked, remembering what happened there last time, and what could happened tonight.
She just nodded her head, without saying anything.
She was too shocked, but her heart was pounding like crazy from excitement.
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