Accepting The Pups

Still Rain's POV

We stare at each other for several seconds.

My heart forgets to beat, like hypnotized my eyes stay on him. Then he takes a few steps toward me, slowly so as not to scare me off. About a meter in front of me, he stands still. "Do you recognize me, Rain?" he asks softly, his eyes holding mine.

"Yes, you're the man from the restaurant."

I can't help but answer in a whisper, heavy emotions squeezing my throat shut. "You feel the mate bond too. At the restaurant, you came after me because you perceived my scent in a way only you can do. Do you also know what that means?" he asks anxiously. I blink my eyes a few times. "Yes, you are my fated mate," I say in a low tone. A broad smile crosses his face. "Yes, I am. I have been since you turned eighteen. We were so happy, Rain. Come back home, my love". The gleam in his eyes changes, silver rings appear around his pupils. "I miss you so much. I'm going crazy without you in my arms," he adds, yearningly. "It's bee