018 Greedy And Jealous

Dahlia's POV

Things looked up after that night.

Still the same cold, fearful, horny Alpha, but somehow his image softened in my eyes. Maybe it's because he is less pissed off by me, or maybe it's because, on top of all those, he has one more label now -- my true mate.

Now when he still remains silent but nods at my chatter at the dinner table, when he stays after sex and wakes up with me in the same bed, I can't help but think: this man is my mate. Then all his annoying actions seem less bad as that thought spreads a sweet on the tip of my tongue.

You have to admit to the moon goddess's power -- even for me, an Omega without a wolf, the mate bond is totally changing how I look at him.

Though he is not claiming me, I feel less like a sex slave now. Who am I to ask for anything more than this? I lost everything before this. But now I got back my home. HE got it back for me. Though I can't visit it at will, he promised he would take me there when he has time. That's more than enough for