Tomorrow night he would know, if this perfect girl was his mate. Although deep down, he believed she would be his queen, whether his wolf declared it so or not.
His eyes locked with hers as the click of the seatbelt sounded, his head moving a fraction closer, when the SUV bounced over a mound of snow in the road, breaking the spell.
“Nearly,” he whispered, as Eliza looked up at him, her big blue eyes, glazed, as her lips parted, her body showing him that she wanted him, as much as he did her.
Fitz sat back in his seat and pulled his own belt on, as Kym stared at the road ahead.
“It is a bit slippy here your majesty,” she stated. Although she could drive, she had learned on the human roads, in the metropolis quarter of Neutraliss, where the roads were nowhere near as treacherous.
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