Rick watched Sue closely. “Sue… do as I say,” he whispered between his teeth.
Sue looked at Rick, then at Owen. She threw a glance in the direction of the said dead animal, then looked back at Rick and asked, “Why? Your hands are not broken. You have been doing it all these days. Why should I do it now?”
Rick sighed in exasperation. “Because I am asking you to do it. It would make me happy.”
Rick had heard of the feelings that overwhelm one when they found their fated mate, a feeling of finally getting their heart’s desires. And a bone-deep desire to please their mate. Rick felt it all. He had been feeling it all and more from the moment he stopped fighting and accepted what she meant to him, but looking at Sue’s face, he knew she was nowhere near those feelings and her next actions pr
