Enzo’s POV Earlier. “Enzo? I wasn’t expecting you. What are you doing here?” My mother asked as we stood just outside her small cottage in the rogue village. My mother and the others in her clan fixed this small town up nicely from when they discovered it years ago. It was the only area in th
A smile had tugged at my lips as I spoke about Lila. My heart felt like it was going to explode, I couldn’t take it anymore. I tried so hard to deny my feelings for her but speaking about her to my mother…I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I finally looked at my mother and she had tears in her eyes
Enzo’s POV “You think they know that Lila is my mate??” I asked, staring at her in disbelief. If they did know, they played it off cool. I never suspected that they could know anything. I suddenly felt extremely nervous. I wondered if Lila knew that they knew. “Yes,” my mother said, stifling
“One way or another, Paul and his crew are going to find out about her. Once they do… you are going to want to be close to her so you can protect her. Volanas are very strong, some might actually be dangerous if they had lost their way. But something tells me that Lila isn’t dangerous at all, and sh
Enzo’s POV The scent of honeysuckle grew stronger the closer I got to the packhouse. What was she doing there? School starts tomorrow; there isn’t a reason why she would be over. Although, I have been ignoring her calls and texts. So, maybe she was there because she wanted to talk to me. What
It wasn’t until Dee loudly cleared her throat that we stopped. “Maybe you should take this somewhere more private?” She suggested trying not to look at us as she continued cooking. Lila’s face reddened as I put her down. I grabbed onto her hand and pulled her with me. She went without hesitati
Lila’s POV HOLY HELL!!! Did he do what I think he did??? “Yes!” Val chuckled. “Lila! We’ve been marked!!” Enzo just marked me. I reached my hand to touch the tender mark on the back of my shoulder blade. It still hurt a little, but not much. It didn’t hurt when he did it; in fact, it felt
“You mean that?” I asked, peering up at him. He reached his hand out for me to take. “Of course,” he said with a smile. “Now, let’s go get dinner.” I breathed out relieved as I grabbed his hand and allowed him to pull me out of bed. I walked with him, my hand still in his, as we walked out of