Chapter 47: James

I can’t sleep. I’ve been lying here for hours, and all I can do is watch her. She pretended to be asleep when I got back, but I could feel that she was awake. She’s avoiding me, and that hurts, being she thinks she has less than 24 hours to live.

I shouldn’t have done it. I knew that when I was doing it. She wanted me to reject her, not mark her. I mean, being inside her did just feel so good I lost myself a bit, but if I’m being honest, it wasn’t exactly an accident. I wanted to mark her, and I wanted to do it before that prick Darius did. He’s going to shit a brick when he sees her neck tomorrow.

Still, her emotions—whew. The mate bond is a mind fuck even half complete. I feel like I understand her less now than I did before. I guess you can’t expect someone to be all calm and easy to follow when they think they’re about to die.

I wish I could tell her the truth. I almost slipped, almost. I wanted to tell her so badly that when I said I wanted to be with her forever, I meant it, and