Twenty Nine.

Willow

I don’t remember much after that.

Brief images of him dressing me flicker through my head as I lay in bed. Being carried through the forest and then it's just darkness. It was like I was drugged all over again.

Maybe it was a dream?

My hands frantically pat down my neck until I feel it. A couple of raised bumps where he had claimed me. They were still tender. But a permanent reminder of what I let happen.

I did exactly what my father said and let a wolf claim me. One of the many I promised myself I wouldn’t let happen.

My body felt weak and heavy as I rolled onto my side. The mate bond had somehow zapped every piece of energy I had.

I wasn’t told about this. Or maybe it is different because we are 'fated' mates? He didn’t just claim a random wolf.

The door opens, I don’t need to look to know it’s him. His oak and maple scent wafts in, hitting me harder than any other time.

He doesn’t speak and closes the door. His feet move across the carpet towards me until he appears in fro