An hour later, the ceremony ended.
I'd left my Mark on the curve of Kael's throat. He'd left his on mine. Two souls braided together, tight, irrevocable.
My phone was on silent, but Ryan kept hammering it,call after call. Even on mute, the buzzing was getting old.
I picked up the next one. With Kael watching.
"Freya. I've been banned across every network." Ryan's voice had gone hoarse and rough, like an animal bleeding out in the snow.
I answered, calm.
"Yeah. I did that."
His voice rose, demanding.
"Why? Why would you do this to me? You loved watching me fight. You loved me. Why would you stab me in the back? Why would you bond with that Rogue?"
"Even if I did fool around with Sienna,you can't be this cruel to me! I am your Mate!"
In all my life, I had never heard anything that
