I smiled up at him and when we made eye contact again, it felt like electricity going through both of us. We both felt it, and I waited, to see if he still wanted me. He is not letting me go, and brings me in for another tight hug, this time grazing my marking spot with his teeth, and I can’t breathe because of the fear that he will suddenly let me go and reject me. I feel the tears coming up because I know any minute that he will decide he doesn’t want me, because of me being a hybrid. I am an abomination according to my parents.
“Baby, what is wrong? Why are you crying? Are those happy tears?” he says to me. I don’t move or answer.
“Mom and Brandi have her believing that her mate would reject her. No matter who it was, because she was not just a wolf, but a witch too”,
