A mating bond…?
Yes. Even though Nicholas and I had never talked about the love between us, I had still felt it grow over these months together. Nicholas had never made a bonding bite on my neck, yet inside of me, that bond had cultivated. Our hearts were bound together, mating bite or now.
There was no denying it.
I felt a distant heartbeat echoing beside my own.
Nicholas.
The presence of that heartbeat, as far away as it seemed, gave me as much comfort as if Nicholas had been standing right beside me.
From that comfort, I drew strength.
In the past, Nicholas or Julian or both had come to my rescue when I needed them. But now, they were thousands of miles away. Unless I wanted to die – which I didn’t – I needed to find my own way out of this, and fast.
Reaching out, I placed my
