JUNE
He knows.
How does he know?
If I thought my heart was racing earlier, now it was just in full speed mode. Dizziness swept me, and I forced myself off of him. Luckily, he let me go, but not far enough to be able to get away from him.
I didn’t know what to think or if I even wanted to have this conversation with him. He's made it very clear that I was the worst woman because he heard things about me.
“My father told you this, didn't he?” When I managed to compose myself, I asked him, turning away so that he couldn't see my expression. I was scared. I didn't know what he was going to say now when he sounded like he was sure I was never going to leave, simply because we were mates, and he had marked me - I strongly believed that there was a way to get the mark out. And the very re
