The mate bond. Thrumming between them. Undeniable.
"I don't feel anything," Fiona said, but her voice shook.
Prince Callum smiled, and it was devastating. "Liar.” Inside his mind, Triton purred with satisfaction. She feels it. Sinead feels it. They're just afraid. But they'll accept it. They have to. Destiny cannot be denied.
"Your Highness, I think you're confused. I'm not—I can't be—" She couldn't finish the
sentence. Couldn't say the words that would make this real.
"Can't be what? My mate?" He said it so casually, like he was commenting on the
weather. "Because that's what this feels like. And I've been waiting my entire life to feel
this."
Fiona's vision swam. This couldn't be happening. This was impossible. Fated mates
were connected through their wolves, and she was suppose
