“No. I needed someone that my fae and I both accepted. Someone that accepted us as us. Until I met you, no one had come close.”
I heard and felt the undertone in that sentence. Accept us for us... I knew what that was like. And I felt myself soften a bit and stop wanting to panic A BIT, but still don't believe he could make such a decision after 3 dates.
"I still don't understand and believe..."
"My fae is never wrong and in this case I am not either." He cut in. "This will be a big adjustment, and we will be by your side. All you need to understand right now is that you are magnificent. You need to stop doubting yourself. No woman, whether fae, human or Were has ever come close to you. My fae even threatened to do harm if I thought of accepting any woman until we met you."
Harm? An
