Trapped In The Mafia Wolf Island
Mallory tilted her head in response, her nose brushing against my wrist.
I sat on the floor while waiting for her to wake up. And as if she figured someone was here, awakening her, Aurora’s eyes fluttered open, her mouth yawning loudly as if she had just had the best rest of her life.
“Dante?” Her voice whispered, the remaining sleep leaving her eyes immediately.
“Yes… I am here ,” I whispered back in the same tone of voice she had used.
“Oh, Dante!” she screamed, her hands wrapping around my body in a hurry, which made me stumble a little to the back, but I didn’t fall. The workout at the gym finally pays off to maintain my stability.