He slides to her side, holding her tight until her shaking calms.
“This was not what I promised your father Isobel,” he says trying to still catch his breath
“I know, but it is what I wanted.”
“You realize we are mated. You are mine.”
“Yes I do, but it also means that you are mine and I don’t care if it is the bond, I want to be with you.”
Lifting herself on her elbow she looks at him. Her grey eyes looking right into his soul.
“Will your mother ever accept me?”
“Honestly?”
“Yes, please, always give me the truth. Let us agree now not to lie to each other to save the other's feelings.”
“Agreed. No, she will never accept you, because of your wolf lineage. Even if you were the strongest witch ever born from the most prominent magic family. Because of your wolf blood, she will always
