Chapter 22

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A ticklish sensation above his chest stirred him awake. Matthew sleepily opened his eyes, squinting at the sunlight that peered through the curtains. His mate laid on top of him, her face digging into his neck as she sniffed him rather aggressively.

"What are you doing?" His voice came out deep and husky, laced with sleep.

Madeline lifted her head to look at him. "Why do you smell so good? It's like you dipped yourself in chocolate. Mmmh..."

The corners of his lips curved upwards. "That is my scent. You can finally smell it now that you're a wolf." He reached up to grab her hands, sinking his fingers into spaces between hers. Her body melted at his touch while she stared at their interlocked hands in awe.

"Do you feel that too? It's like, tingling every time you touch me," She marvelled, giving his hands a small squeeze.

"I've been feeling this ever since we met." His arms travelled down to wrap arou