Hanna's POV
Before I could finish the sentence, his mouth was on mine. His lips covered mine and his hand pulled me close. I responded to his kiss just as eagerly.
"Do you want this?" he growled, the words vibrating on my lips. Want what? Him? The kiss? Of course I did.
"Of course," I whispered.
He pulled back. "Do you even know what I'm talking about?"
"The kiss?" I almost instantly replied.
He sighed. "No. Do you want me to be your mate?"
I looked at him in confusion. "We're getting married."
He handed me my robe. "Put this on." I stared at him in surprise, but nonetheless, I put on the robe. Once I was covered, he took my hand and pulled me out of the kitchen, the living room and finally the house.
"What are you doing?" I asked, horrified and scared. What wa
