UNKNOWN LOCATION, APRIL 30th, 1872
He pulls me closer to him, feeling every inch of me as our lips move in sync. The words were spoken. I finally know the truth. I never imagined hearing something so bizarre in my entire life, but in a way, it makes sense. It explains why I was never interested in any man until I laid my eyes on Ezra.
Now that I know the reason behind that … Now that I know we are meant for each other, I can see that my whole life has somehow led me to this point. Mate. Such a strange word. Yet it makes me feel so complete.
I wince as Ezra gets too close to the wound on my head, making him pull away immediately. There is worry glistening in his gaze as he searches my eyes. “I am hurting you, aren’t I?” he asks softly.
“A bit,” I respond, not wanting him
