Yorick
I am so in love. And I’m SO thankful that she wasn’t trying to reject me because of me or because she doesn’t believe in the mate bond. The alliance bond is a problem, but I can work with that. I have a year. Worst case scenario, I’ll call everyone I know to rain hellfire on her brother’s pack, but I’d rather try to figure things out in a way that will keep our packs happily allied because we are mates. Fated mates, meant to be together. Forever.
“So, what should we do first? Look over the campus, get books, or get food?” I ask her, not releasing her hand even when she tries to tug it away.
Instead, I pull her hand to my mouth and kiss the top of it, holding her gaze. “Please hold my hand.”
“People will think we’re together,” she hisses.
I give her a look that hopefully says, ‘
