Dante POV
She hates me, I felt the panic and pain when I marked and bonded her to me.
As the bond slid into place I felt how petrified she truly was.
When it was done I could barely look at her, I tried to reassure her.
I’ll love her and cherish her.
But she hit me right in our bond when the words I hate you left her lips because we are bonded I felt every emotion from her.
It was hatred waves and waves of hatred.
I felt the darkness start to consume her in that very moment, her white pure aura permanently tarnished with the darkness of pure hatred.
I know I have years to convince her of love, but this bond will forever have started with her hate.
I slide down and sit on the bottom step of the stairs as her sobs echo in the silence of our home.
“You went way to far this
