Chapter 32

For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been playing everything over and over in my mind, but I can’t make any sense out of it.

The fire that burns between me and Creed is unreal. I feel the deepest connection with him, and our bond is the strongest. Is it because I spend more time with him, or is there something more that I’m missing?

He is the only one of my mates that has touched me. Maybe that’s why my connection to Dawson and Rowen isn’t as strong.

It’s weird. I really enjoy the time that I spend with Dawson. He’s gorgeous, sweet, caring, smart, and down-to-earth. Any girl would love the opportunity to be with him. He makes me open my eyes to the world around us, and I’ll admit I never realized how bad the divide between supernatural races was.

The bond pulls us both toward each other, but it’s like we have developed this deep friendship connection. He has never tried anything with me. He hugs me, and holds my hand, but nothing more.

My body wants him, and I can tell by his facial ex