Caleb’s Point of ViewThe next morning Daphne is out of our bed before the sun rises. This has been a habit of hers lately and it is beyond frustrating. I miss holding my mate in my arms. Just thinking of her toned body pressed against my skin, has my member jumping to life. Growling in frustration, I decide to hop in the shower hoping that the water will cool the slow burning of my blood.Basking in the warmth of the water I recall the vivid dream that I was having of Daphne that led to me waking up craving her body. In the dream we were back in the kitchen except this time she did not stop me, instead she purred into my ear, as she nipped at my neck. I had pushed her shirt over her head and took my time teasing her perky nipples through her bra, while slightly rocking my hips against hers allowing her to feel the full length of my erection against her sensitive nub. She had bite my neck and was happily rubbing herself against me as well.

Caleb’s Point of ViewAfter letting Theo know that I am leaving the pack lands for a quick errand, I am pumped up as I climb in my Jeep. Everything that I have planned out for Daphne is going perfectly, and I hope this is enough to show my beloved mate that there is nothing in this world that I will not do to make her happy. Daphne’s scent to me has always had a tinge of gladiolas, and I know the perfect place for me to get her a beautiful boutique. I wave goodbye to the guards as I head into LaGrande.It is not very often that we must wander into human lands for things. Theo and I have built our pack up to be as self-sufficient as possible. We grow most of our own food and raise our own livestock. We also hunt and fish when we want or need to, never taking more from the Earth than we put back. So, I decide that I will take advantage of this time and roll down my windows and blare the radio. I recall when I had brought Daphne to our home. T

Caleb’s Point of ViewOf all of the ways that today could have turned out this was the one scenario that I had never considered. How could she hit me? I never seen my parents raise a hand to each other. I have never been so upset with Daphne. To be honest I am barely containing my anger right now. I had to leave the house before I said or did something that we would both end up regretting.Currently I am storming off towards the woods. I am hoping that a nice long run with my wolf will help clear my head. I cannot believe that amount of rage that is coursing through me right now. Not only did she strike me, but she thought that I would cheat on her. Daphne has that little trust in me. I know that she had a difficult past, but I have never done anything that would make her jump to that kind of conclusion. I do not even look at other women.Finally entering the woods, I quickly strip down before shifting. I love allowing my wolf out, but ton

Caleb’s Point of ViewI am not even surprised that I am once again waking up alone. Although my anger has left me the hurt consumes my soul, and I briefly wonder if I even need to get up from the bed today. Laying here is a special kind of torture. I can smell my beautiful mate, and a part of me wants to roll over and hug her pillow to my chest and just deeply inhale. On the other hand, my pride is wounded and now I feel like pushing her away. Perhaps if I treated her the way she had treated me these past few weeks she would understand better the torture she has put me through. There is that wonderful voice of self-doubt that creeps in asking would she even care.Allowing myself a few moments to continue to wallow in my own depression, I finally resolve myself to climb out of bed. Hoping that a nice hot shower will help lift the dredges of the soul crushing depression that has seeped deep into me. Climbing into the steaming shower I ponder how I

Daphne’s Point of View“Do you want to throw a ball, or do you want to have more of a feast?” Scarlett jumps in and gets directly to the point.“I have never held a ball before, so I have no idea where to even start with all of that.” I think that Scarlett can tell that I am feeling very overwhelmed.“Daphne forget what everyone else in history has done. You are the Luna of this pack, so it all boils down to what you want to do. If you want to have a ball, then we will throw a ball. If you want to have a feast, we will throw a fricking feast. If you want to have a country style hoe down, then we will figure out a way to make that happen.” Scarlett is getting animated, and I can tell that she is trying to make me calmer.“I have no idea what a country style hoe down is.” I inform both of them.Scarlett cannot suppress the peel of laughter that explodes out of her. “It is ba