Page 48 of Broken Wolf Heart (Mafia Pack #3)

The cabin is quiet without Serena in it. Which is hilarious, considering the woman is barely five-foot-five and speaks softer than I do when I’m trying to sneak out of a room. But still, I feel the difference in the air. Like the house has exhaled. Like it’s finally ours. I wonder if she feels the same way now that Vincenzo is gone and her house is finally the sanctuary that she deserves. But then I wander into the kitchen, fresh out of bed, and all thoughts of Serena vanish at the sight of my mate in the morning.

Grey stands at the kitchen counter, shirtless, drinking orange juice straight from the bottle like the uncivilized man he is.