84.The Much Needed Advice

Mia

I was home the following weekend, not eager to be in pain because I was away from Quinn.

I woke up, stretching in bed and choosing not to think of the dream I had. I was already getting used to the familiar dream. Human beings really didn't take long to adapt. I no longer found it weird that Quinn appeared in my dreams.

It was as if my subconscious was also trying to remind me that it was a 'like one, get two free' situation. Lately, I was starting to dream of Jack and John and it was as sensual as when I dreamt of Quinn even when I had not slept with them.

If I hadn't known better, I would have thought that the boys were responsible for the dreams that I had. Quinn had confirmed to me that they couldn't read minds and I doubted that they could control minds if they couldn't. Albert had told me that the dreams were going to happen because of the bonding. He seemed familiar with the concept. That meant that I would have the dreams as a bonded mate even if it was one werewolf. It wa