Chapter 17 Gwen

• It was Saturday morning and I couldn't wake up fast due to the intense cold weather. Normally, I would have woken up earlier and left the room for my newly acquired habit; running, after tossing and turning throughout the night as my mate hardly acknowledged me whenever he came into the bedroom.
• These days, he comes in very late in the night when he thinks I am deeply asleep and then very early, he will leave the room when he thinks I am still asleep. Unknown to him, I was very much aware of every one of his movements, enduring it in agony and wishing most times that I could give in to my natural instinct and touch him. Most times I even wake up in the middle of the night and just stare at him in abject longing, my heart breaking at having something so precious, yet, suffering in loneliness.
• "Your highness,"