Alpha Darin's POV
I glanced at Darwin, who looked back at me with a raised brow. “Bro, you’ve been staring at me for a while. Is there something you want to say?”
I scoffed and shook my head. “I can’t believe last night happened. It feels like a dream.”
“Well, it’s not. I wish we had marked her as ours,” he murmured while I sighed. I wished too, but we made a deal not to mark her, and I’m glad we respected that deal.
“Do you think she has accepted this bond?” Darwin asked, but I shook my head. “She hasn’t, but we will make her. It’s obvious her body and heart want us, but she’s going with her head.” I explained while Darwin and I remained silent for a moment before he spoke again. “There has to be a way, some proof that we weren’t the killers, something to make her believe us.” Darwin
