Chapter twenty-two

"Lucia–" his voice snapped me out of my thought, "were you hearing me at all?"

What was I supposed to say? I didn't hear him at all, he looked at me, his new hairstyle and in the dull moonlight that flared, he looked more handsome and more human than I've ever seen him.

"I guess I'm asking you to trust me." He said.

I looked at him, but I couldn't do anything. If Andrea wanted me to trust him and be patient then I would simply have to do so.

"Okay." I said silently, "by the way if you want to enjoy your last few days as a bachelor, we should, I have an idea." He laughed again and I felt a pleased flush creep up my cheeks. Then his expression became serious.

"It's like bondage." He said.

"I think so, my mother was never happy with him, somehow I felt they weren't mated." I vomited, I knew I wasn't supposed to be talking about this with him but I was nervous.

"My mother was an omega, she always tells him I wished I never married you." I scoffed.

"In your presence? doesn't that hurt yo