Derry’s POV.
Hawk kisses me like he wants to devour me. I can feel everything now. The mate bond, it’s just how he described it. Our souls are like two jigsaw pieces slotting together. Destined to find each other through any time and space. Hawk pulls back, his eyes staring deep into mine. I look at him with different eyes now, like I’m truly seeing him for the first time.
“I missed you,” he says, his voice hoarse with emotion.
“I’ve been here,” I tell him.
“You’ve been unconscious for hours,”
“I wasn’t unconscious, I could hear everything. Thank you for sticking up for Mickey by the way. That witch is lucky I couldn’t speak. Can you call your mum to bring Oakley back?”
“Don’t you want to rest a little first?” He asks, concern furrowing his brow.
“I feel more rested than I have in m
