Thane stared at the woman next to him. She was sleeping quietly on the bed. Her scarlet red hair was scattered on the pillow, and her left arm was above her head.
He couldn't count how many times they had sex—he just kept on going. He couldn't get enough of her.
He was not sure if it was her bestia who had so much energy in bed or if it was the princess. She was wild and crazy. There were things she had done that he didn't expect from her. But in some way, he enjoyed everything.
'She's not our mate. Why do you keep her to your side?' His wolf asked.
'Our mate is dead. I can do whatever I want.' He answered.
'But you planned everything to be with our mate. You have a promise and a destiny to fulfill.'
'Shut up! Why do you always disagree with my decision?' He ranted.
