Rorick
Ryl was nearly bouncing out of her skin as we waited to board the plane. Her smile stretched across her entire face, lighting it up in ways not even the sun could. It was mesmerizing in such an odd way. One, I knew this… enjoyment was due to the mating bond, but it was not all binding. It was loose, fitting around my heart and mind like a cozy hoodie in the middle of winter instead of snug like the under armour I would wear for training. It gave me room to breathe, room to turn away, change my mind…refuse, if I wanted.
But I also wanted her.
I grabbed her hand, ignoring her pointed look as I played the part of a doting boyfriend. She had grabbed mine when we bought the tickets,and I could heart the old woman’s heart rate drop as the scent of fear faded every so slightly. I knew h
