The Alpha's Pen Pal
Hell, if she never wanted pups, I would be fine with that, too.
Oh goddess, I was turning into one of THOSE males. The males who got all gooey and swoony for their woman. And the worst — or maybe best? — part was, I didn’t even mind in the slightest. And my Lycan was right there with me, making mushy faces and sighing at Haven in my mind.
Thankfully, the server brought our dessert just then, so she saved me from my sappy thoughts and swooning Lycan.