The Wrong Brother's Bite
I look up into his dark, piercing eyes.
“Before you say yes,” Clay says, and his voice gets rough and serious, “I want you to hear this clearly. You know my reputation. I run around with a lot of females. But if we do this, if we walk into that temple on the Blood Moon Celebration, that life ends. I will never make you look stupid, and I do not want a fake marriage. I like to joke, but this is real. I want a true mate bond. In every single way. Do you understand me, Lamia?”