Turning and sighing heavily, Mona couldn't sleep a wink. She had never been hooked on someone like she was feeling now. All she could think about since seeing Mark was his face, not to forget how great he was with the use of his hands. She also felt very comfortable talking to him.

　　Carla's words rang in her ears again; she was probably right about finding another mate to care for her. She covered her face with the bed covers as she squealed in delight. Her wolf was ...