Not Your Mate
After a long fight, they each fired a silver bullet at each other.
My body moved quicker than my mind, and I leapt in front of Orion, taking the bullet for him.
It was barely an inch from my heart.
Orion was on his knees beside my bed when I woke up, his eyes puffy with tears.
"My life is yours starting this moment," he said, offering me the rings that were fashioned from my broken ribs. "I swear upon the Moon Goddess that I will protect you for the rest of my life and will be forever loyal, till death do us part."