Little Wolfie

"Does this mean you're... happy I marked you?" I venture to ask, causing Olivia’s smile to disappear right then and there. She moves to punch my arm, hard.

I'm getting used to these attacks by now and even find them adorable.

"Of course not! My dad is going to lose his mind even more, you big idiot. How dare you even think of marking me as your mate before you marry me or even are my boyfriend?" She yells again, frustrated and shaking her head for a couple of seconds before calming down, "With that being said, I can't deny that's the first thing you've said or done that shows you want me, so I can't help but like it just a little bit."

"Of course I want you, Olivia, more than anything," I admit and she rolls her eyes but can't help but smile again. Fück, this is going so much better than I expected, I think my approach with Olivia has to be this all the time. Crudely honest. "And whether the mark is real or not, my intention is to be with you and even marry you as long as you acce