Chapter 2
Mate.
The word reverberated around Mars Donner’s head like an echo on endless repeat.
He’d found her.
His one.
It seemed incredible. Impossible, even. But it wasn’t.
She was here. Seated before him. The blood tattoo had seared her wrists, proclaiming her as his. Identifying her to him—as if he wouldn’t have managed by just a single glance her way.
He’d have forty-eight hours to cement the binding before the tattoo dispersed, forever disappearing. Two days. Two single days to claim her as his and make sure she was so loaded with his scent, no bastard brother of his would go anywhere near her.
The restlessness that had been irritating him of late had disappeared the instant their eyes had connected. The doubts, the discomfort, the concerns… all vanished as if they’d never e
