Madeline’s POV
“I love you,” Dimitri whispered as he took my left hand in his.
I kept my eyes on the dagger. He placed it on my palm and made a small cut. My blood started flowing and Dimitri winced a little. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked up at him. His jaw twitched.
I watched as he sliced his own left palm. He didn’t even wince. It looked like my cut hurt him more than his own. He took my left hand in his and I shivered the moment his blood started flowing through my body.
He gulped and tightened his hold on my arm.
“Do you, Madeline Clark, accept my invitation to my pack?” Dimitri asked the first of many questions he had for me.
“I do,” I said, my voice trembling a little.
I couldn't look away from him. I was mesmerized by his eyes and the fact that I had a par
