Chapter 59: His Mark

Hunter is perfect. I’ve tried so hard to deny that for weeks being here with him, telling myself over and over that I didn’t need him, that this was just the bond forcing me to like him, but in the end it was obvious I had just been lying to myself this whole time.

I can no longer lie to myself. I love him. I love the way he cares for me, the way he makes an effort to see me and not just the facade I show to others, the way he makes sure I know that I am worth it and that he would do everything to keep reminding me that over and over again.

I guess I was just blinded by my own heartbreak, forcing myself to believe that the mate bond was wrong and shouldn’t be trusted, though slowly but surely, Hunter had gone out of his way to make sure I never have to think that way again.

He does it by holding me in his arms like this, our bodies pressed against each other, warmth traveling both of us, and the feeling of his soft lips against mine.

His hands fell to my hips as he pressed my bod