“Would we ever get to seal our mate bond, if you did decide to leave with me?” I asked him, my humor forgotten. “I think fate would send us into heat again eventually,” he murmured. “Could take a few days. A few months. Maybe even a few years. But it’d happen eventually. I’d hunt down a witch and force her to figure out a way to ignite it again if I had to.” “Romantic,” I drawled. “I don’t give a damn about romance. I just want you.” He hugged me tighter. “I’ll see you in a few months.” My eyes stung. “You better not be bleeding the next time we meet.” His hand brushed my ass, squeezing
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