Even though the healing process could not be rushed, I wanted to take more control of my own life. I wanted to be strong and be able to defend myself so no one could lay a hand on me again. Carson was the perfect person to help me do that.
Truthfully, in our time apart, I missed him and I wanted to be around him as much as possible. Something about his presence soothed me and made my soul feel at peace. My nerves kicked in as I paced around my kitchen before I texted him. This was Carson, my Carson. The thought surprised me. When I had decided he was mine? While I was no longer rejecting the bond, we were still moving slowly while I painstakingly restored my magic. But honestly, Carson was the sweetest, and he never said no to me. But I also hadn’t initiated much of anything, so I decide
