Chapter 0909

And as he knew she would, Daphne tilts her head back and laughs – long and peeling. He smiles a little, watching her, relishing that. Daphne - she's not easily offended, and she has enough self-confidence not to let herself be hurt by such a deeply untrue judgment.

"Oh, god," Daphne says, still laughing and wiping a little beneath her eye. "Maybe...let's not introduce this one to my mother."

"No problem," he sighs.

Daphne smiles over at him, soft. "You've had some serious adventures, your Grace."

"You're avoiding the question, seamstress," he murmurs, his mouth turning up at the corners.

She raises an eyebrow in challenge.

"What do you think?" he asks, wanting to know her true opinion on the whole situation all of it.

"I think," she says with a little sigh, looking down at the kitten, understanding it all. "That...we had a good run, Jess. But I can't keep loving you if you have a mate, bond accepted or no."

"Are you in love with me now?" he asks, quietly.

She raises her eyes to his. "Please don't make me answer that."

around the lump in his throat. "But, given

going to want you, and you're going to want her. Even though you're not in love with her now, given time?

to be normal in this world,” Jesse murmurs, covering his eyes with

you think she's pretty?" Daphne asks,

his hands from his eyes to look at

you didn't hear me, Sinclair," she says, narrowing her eyes at

but then sighs. "Yes,

smile, acting her heart out, pretending to be happy and peaceful and beatific about it all, while inside her wolf howls in agony to be letting him go. "She's your mate. It's going to happen someday - you'll love each other. I don't...want to be drug along for weeks or months or years just to be left at the end.

close, looking steadily into her eyes. "You know that there's more to us than that, Daphne – than just a good run. That we have a connection that is deeper and that neither of

have a mate, Jesse," Daphne whispers, reaching out and cupping his cheek

his eyes and leans into her hand. "But I

over his cheek and slides her hand

that starts on his

his eyes, staring at her, thinking that she's

the world that would support his conviction that Daphne is the girl he wants. Mates are it – end

than that.

he loves her, that he

ends - for

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