Neil POV
Holding my mate in my arms, the mate I thought I would have to fight to get to accept me, is the most freeing feeling I have ever experienced. Listening to Natasha’s story and what she went through reminded me of what my sister had to endure before she was killed. I felt weak showing that vulnerability in front of the prick and the others, but when Lori came into the room, falling into my arms, holding on to me like she was trying to help to hold me together, all my reservations went out the window.
These sparks, damn it. They are the most soothing, but also the most exhilarating thing I have ever felt. The emotions they brought forth inside me had me sobbing in my mate’s hold.
“Shh, it’s okay. You’re okay,” Lori’s sweet voice caressed over me, making me feel like I was treas
