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Sophia's POV
It's been awhile since I've had a nice quiet day all to myself. I've lived in constant fear since the day I was captured at 15. 6 fucking months in that torture cell. But now laying here next to Titus made me feel safe.

I traced my finger through his abs slowly. Tala lightly clung onto my other arm. There was two light knocks on the door and I quietly said come in, in an effort to not wake Tala up. I see Jacob's head peek through the door.

"Titus sent me to watch over Tala for the day," he whispers, taking notice that Tala was sleeping. I look at Titus and see a sly grin on his face but his eyes still closed.

"You know sending people to the room will not help you act like you're sleeping, it kinda defeats the purpose," I laugh. He opens his eyes and meet mine. His eyes soften around the edges and he gives me a soft smile. I turn around and face Tala and lightly tap her.

"Jacob is here to play with you today," I whisper into her ear. She immediately sits up and I laugh.

"What did you tell her?" Jacob asks. I shrug and lift my eyebrows.

"I guess you'll never know," I say giving him a cheeky smile. He rolls his eyes and Tala runs into his arms.

"I think we should go get ice cream and a lot of candy then tonight you can play with Sophia all night," Jacob tells Tala while giving me a smirk. She lets out a cheer and they leave.

"She's gonna be awake all night," I groan and turn my face into Titus chest. His hand went to my cheek and his thumb slowly caresses my cheek.

"I think you should get some rest now, it's only about 7:30 you could get another two hours o sleep," he whispers. I nod and snuggle into his chest and listen to the steady beat of his heart. How did I get such a wonderful mate?

"The moon goddess blessed you with a wonderful mate like me," Titus' voice intrudes into my head. I jumped out of shock and Titus' deep laugh filled the room.

"I can read your mind now," he whispers into my ear.

"No shit Sherlock," I laugh and roll my eyes. It was amazing how our bodies fit perfectly together.

Titus' scent was like a drug to me. It made me drowsy and slowly I fell asleep, wrapped up in his arms.

The smell of tomatoes and vegetables that float through the room was the first thing I noticed when I woke up. The second thing was that I was no longer in Titus' comforting arms.

I get up out of bed and give my hair a quick brush before I walk outside. I silently make my way to the kitchen and see Titus cooking. I sit down silently and watch him cook.

"I think you look cute when you cook, you should do it more often." The words came out before I could even tell my brain not to say anything.

"Only for you angel," he says setting a plate of spaghetti in front of me. I open my mouth to ask for cheese but he places down the bag of cheese. I open my mouth again to ask for orange juice but I see him take the bottle out.

"You know me so well," I laugh as I pour cheese into my pasta. He sets the glass in front of me and sits next to me with a bowl of pasta.

"Why do you like orange juice so much," he asks. I stay silent for a second because it felt rude to talk with my mouth stuffed with pasta.

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