His Decision

“What do you mean?” My brows drew together in worry.

I wouldn’t be safe? Why wouldn’t I?

It worked all the years before.

“You’re not going back to your hut during the Mating Moon tonight.” He clarified.

My brow furrowed as I gave him a questioning look. I reached over the leaves to grab my sketchbook. Thinking I would grab it and flee.

Jaecar was scaring me.

But he slapped a hand over atop it. Holding it firmly enough I couldn’t pull it away. Eventually my gaze drifted from the book slowly back to his face. My stomach dropping.

“Yes. I am.” I said more firmly. “As soon as we leave here, I’m going.”

“No.” His solid green gaze burned into me, and I felt the need to evade it. “I’ve chosen you for my mate.”

“You can’t!”

“I have. Since you haven’t chosen one for y