HAZEL’S POV
Like a sudden gust of wind, something hit me, making me pause, my hands growing stiff. I slowly withdrew my hands from Killian’s bleeding shoulder and looked at them, my eyes widened. I had not fully processed everything that had happened, but not it was all coming to me.
Killian was my mate.
I could feel the mate pull, drawing me closer to him, but I didn’t want that. I tried t reject, to ignore the mate pull, but my wolf got more agitated, the more I tried to reject it. There was no running from it now, and all I had to do was accept my new reality.
Now that the realisation had set in, things were starting to add up. It all made sense now, why I could not kill Killian all this time. It was all because he was my mate. My hands began to quiver as my whole body shu
