Chapter 34: Mate Bond Confusion
(Scarlett's POV)
I woke up with a start, Steven's scent still haunting my senses. Even after a night of trying to push it out of my mind, it clung to me, making my thoughts run wild. The memory of him catching me, holding me securely against his chest, his forehead pressed to mine, replayed over and over.
My wolf whined softly in the back of my head. The connection had felt so... real, so raw. His words lingered. "Which other wolf could possibly be worthy of you?" What was he thinking, saying that? And why did my wolf practically melt every time the memory came up?
I groaned and grabbed the nearest pillow, shoving it over my face. “Stop it! Stop thinking about it!”
But it was no use. My wolf wanted to keep pulling the memory forward, studying every
