Gideon POV
I lead Zoe back through the woods with our fingers entwined. We are quiet and I think back to the floating dock when she told me to mark her. I never felt anything like I did at that moment. There are simply no words to describe it. I reach up and touch my mark. It's smaller than the mark I left on her but it’s a perfect symbol of her.
I look behind me and catch Zoe smiling at me. “What?” I ask.
She shakes her head, “Oh nothing.”
“Doesn’t seem like nothing.”
She shrugs. “I like seeing you touch your mark. You have this look on your face when you do and it makes me happy. I honestly never thought I would ever have a mate. It was never high on my priority list. But now that I have one,” She trails off.
We exit the woods next to the pack house. I stop and pull Zoe close to me
