Chapter Twenty Two

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Liam Fuck. Alana was getting me so worked up tonight. I want her more than anything, but is she ready for this? For this life with me? Have I prepared her enough? I feel like I haven’t spent nearly enough time talking to her about my world or the mate bond. What if she wouldn’t wear my mark? All of this time I’d been afraid of screwing her and turning out to be the asshole everyone thought I was and now I’m terrified that I’ll screw her, actually be the good guy she deserves, and maybe even then she won’t choose me. I turned on the tap and splashed some cold water on my face. I’m over thinking this. I want her, she wants me, and most importantly she’s my mate. We’re meant to be together, and I’ll do whatever it takes to prove this to her. I turned the tap off, dried my hands and smirked

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