Chapter 28

From the way he was staring at me, I was on the verge of bursting into tears. His stare was keen, probing, and burning. His touch overwhelmed me with the meaning of what we meant to one another. In more ways than one, I wanted him, but I'd never been able to take what I wanted, and I'd never desired anything to the extent that I wanted him.

It was an impossible, devastating fact that was constantly mocking and torturing me.

It would have been simpler to despise him and to have no feelings for him, but here I was giving in to the inevitable mate link.

It...