Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 98082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
His eyes flash between a gorgeous amber color and the bright orange of a fiery flame. So much desire fills his face. I can’t help the shiver that runs through me from the sight.
“There are so many reasons we should wait,” he says, as if in pain.
“Like?”
He releases a throaty laugh. “I will want to seal the bond for one and you seem to know nothing about who or what you are. I also made a promise I should keep. If the gods will let me.”
“There’s someone else,” I murmur, looking down at his chest.
“You are the only one who matters. I will never desire another the way I desire you. Once we seal the bond, the little compassion I have to spare will be gone. I think it kinder for me to do what I must before even that is lost.”
He places me on my feet as my body stiffens. I can’t help wondering if this other woman is more his type. Does he wish she were the one and not me?
“Taylor, the gods made a mate for me that fits me perfectly. I know, in my heart, you are everything I’ve dreamed of. I would strip you bare and fuck you senseless if there weren’t so many unknowns.
“Maybe you should lie down. Take some time to think about what’s happening.”
“I do need to use the bathroom,” I say softly.
“What’s mine is yours. The bathroom is right through there.”
He points at a door on the other side of the room. Turning, I shrug my backpack off and place it at the foot of the bed before heading into the bathroom he points out.
Bradan
My head hurts as I watch her disappear behind the bathroom door. It’s too far away from me. The need to seal the bond is excruciating.
Taylor.
Her name floats through my head like a prayer. As she’s out of my sight, it clicks that Taylor was one of the names the gods gave to Kendrick. I move to her backpack and find her wallet.
Digging inside, I find very little cash and a few cards. Not many. I pull her ID from the leather holder and place it back into the backpack.
The sound of her moving for the door reaches me right as I straighten from placing the backpack where I got it from and slip her ID into the pocket of my cut. The headache lessens as she comes into view. She’s so beautiful.
Seraphina doesn’t hold a candle to my little mate. No one ever could. Her scent alone is driving me crazy.
I should put us both out of our misery and strip her clothes from her to complete the bond. However, I hold myself back. Seraphina will return tomorrow.
I can tell her I’ve found my mate as I promised and then I will take Taylor. By then we will have more information as well. The thoughts make sense in my head, but everything in me wants to say fuck it, then fuck her well into the morning hours.
She comes to me with one of my T-shirts in her hands. The shy woman from the diner has reappeared before me. I have to ball my fists at my sides to keep from reaching out for her.
“Do you mind if I wear this?” she asks, lifting the shirt.
“If you don’t mind it swallowing you.”
Her eyes light up with lust as if I’m speaking of something else. Oh, yes, my little one will be a perfect match for me. I love to fuck, and knowing she will be able to take me at full force has me ready to burst from my pants.
“Lie down and go to sleep, Taylor. My restraint is only so strong. Besides, I’ve noticed you always look like you need rest.”
“I work a lot and I’m a part-time student. Everything is always so expensive.”
“You won’t have to worry about that anymore. I will take care of all your needs. Tell me, little mate, what are you studying?”
“I want to be a nurse. I like helping to heal people. It’s always felt right to me.”
I nod my head. A noble mate as well as gorgeous. I can sense that she is smart as well. It’s something I picked up on as I watched her at the diner.
I keep my back to her as she changes into my T-shirt and climbs beneath the covers. Everything in me wants to strip down and climb in with her.
“Bradan.”
I turn to look at her over my shoulder. “Yeah, baby girl?”
“I don’t think Ferg meant me any harm, but thank you. I was happy to see you.”
She yawns and her eyes close before I can answer. I love the sight of her in my bed. Our bed.
I have found my mate. I will no longer walk this earth alone. The gods have smiled upon me with favor.