Rachelle’s POV

“You know that I would never let you go, do you not know, Rachelle?” Everett said with a large smile as he held my hands with his and looked into my eyes.

“I do hope so, Everett. But sometimes I cannot help but worry that you would leave me. For someone else, I mean.” I casted my eyes downwards as I said so, feeling suddenly ashamed of my insecurity.

“Do not say such things, my dear. We were made for each other. We are mates. Leaving you would be downright outrageous, so you do not have to worry.” I nodded at him as he said so, but sighed....