Chapter Sixty-two

Nadia held Angel's gaze pondering all the information he just gave her. She found it a bit too much at once and a tad confusing but three things were clear: she can not go back home unless she broke her bond with Angel otherwise he would be bound to follow her because of their mate bond. If she rejected him it would be physically painful but doable and if he rejected her she would instantly die.

The main issue now was making decisions she would not hate herself for thereafter.

"Is there anything else that I need to know?"

"I can help you heal faster if you let me touch you," Angel said, sounding as if the words were dragged out of him.

"I don't want that," she whispered, folding her arms over her chest.

"I didn't think you would," Angel said and got up from the bed, walking back to the side wall to leave a considerable space between them. Nadie felt like wailing. She lowered her face, allowing her hair to frame and shield most of her face. She recalled the few times he had been wo