Asteria D´Angelo
I sat beside Zane´s bed. He had a little spike in his heart, and we all thought he would get better, but suddenly he collapsed again. It was so terrifying, the pain in our bond, the sharing and harrowing pain that told me he was in deep pain, was something that will haunt me for the rest of my days.
I gave him my blood, and when the doctors stabilized him, they wanted to try to give him someone else´s blood. They had this crazy theory that it's me, the one making him sick: My mark, my blood...
When they gave him an anonymous donor´s blood, his heart rate stabilized, and that was proof that indeed their theory was correct.
Did we rush into marking each other before I turned of age? But we had the Goddess´s blessing, and I have never heard of a mate bond killing one´s
