"You don't have to worry about anything," I promised and I felt the mark of the curse thrumming happily and that shit actually started to glow, drawing her attention as it claimed me deeper. As she claimed me deeper. Her fingers grazed over the silver vines reaching across my shoulder, but we didn't have time to discuss it. My mind was finally sharpening, coming down from the high of murdering ten Fae then losing myself to the most beautifully captivating girl I'd ever known. And there was one truth that rang clearer in my mind than anything else. I am so fucked.
MATE?!
