David's parents had both left for the pack house by the time he and Bells returned home, which was good because as much as he wanted to yell from the tree tops that he had found his mate, it would be incredibly awkward bringing her home in this condition—sore from the mating itself. And he and Bells had a lot of catching up to do.
She was soaking in the bath tub with David sitting next to her, unable to take his eyes off of her. Bells was truly otherworldly. Her skin was the most fair of any lycan he had ever seen, and her long blonde hair almost seemed to shimmer with silver. But in the hot water, she turned a beautiful flushed pink with pebbles of sweat beading her forehead and lip like precious jewels that he wanted to lick dry.
