MARCUS (Delta)

I walked through the door of our home. I could immediately hear the girls giggling from Lamia’s room at the far end of the hall. I lifted my nose, scenting my mate, and followed it to the kitchen where I found Vivian pulling dinner out of the oven. Before she could even register my presence, I was behind her, wrapping her in my arms and taking deep, gulping breaths of her calming scent. I needed my mate, my wife, the mother of my daughter. I needed her like never ...