Third person's pov
Draco called out to his mate with enthusiasm, " come down mate, we do not have time". No matter how high she leaped from her window, she had complete faith that he would catch her and ensure she landed safely.
As he embraced her, laughter filled the air. She knew that if her father discovered her with Draco, he would be furious, but that concern was overshadowed by the bond they shared. Although tradition dictated that they must hold a mating ceremony before being together, the reality of their connection made such customs feel irrelevant.
From the moment she learned that Draco was her mate, she had felt an undeniable pull towards him—an attraction that had always existed.
With a burst of speed, Draco whisked her away, and she couldn't help but giggle at the sigh
