Chapter 149

"Yeah, I know," Bella said, feeling guilty for needling him. There was still part of her that couldn't understand how the obvious soulmate bond between Brendan and Mav hadn't put an immediate end to what was obviously a distant relationship to begin with. As far as she knew, there was no hard evidence of Maverick being marked, but from what Victor and Darian had told her about being a verndari wolf bonded to a fleur, resistance was damn near impossible. If there was one thing neither of them was lacking, it was will.

It was shamefully shallow, but Bella would never understand how it was possible to live with someone like Maverick, who was as stunningly beautiful on the inside as he was on the outside, and not fall for him. Especially when the alternative was a guy who never even seemed to bother to call.

She felt a pang of guilt for even thinking it and reminded herself that she had no room to talk. Not when Victor and Darian, of all people, loved someone like her.