Gods, I’d missed laughing like this.
He strode out of the man cave like he was marching toward his prize. I clung to his back, grinning like a maniac, catching glimpses of stunned faces as we passed through the estate.
I didn’t care.
Let them stare.
Let them know.
This was my mate.
And I was finally ready to claim him as mine.
He opened the door Max had pointed out earlier—our room, apparently—and kicked it shut behind us. The lock clicked, sealing us inside our little universe.
Then he placed me down on the bed like I was breakable.
I wasn’t.
I pulled him down with me, our lips colliding in a kiss that was more than hunger—it was days of longing released in a single breath. His weight, his scent, his presence—it was everything I’d craved and feared and fought.
And now I was don
