“Alright,” he tells me with a wicked grin on his face. “The sun is almost completely gone. Time to get you across the creek” he says, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder with a laugh.
I can't help but laugh with him as Seth crosses the creek with me over his shoulder. I can feel his joy through the bond. It’s absolutely infectious, and I realize that his joy comes from the thought of marking me, from making me his.
He takes a few steps through the grass on the other side when he sets me down, grabbing my arms to make sure I’m steady. “Is there a certain spot we should be?”
I look around, completely unsure if we’re being honest. The wolf was at multiple spots in different dreams, so I don’t know if it matters at all. I close my eyes and just listen when I feel like th
