Chapter 31

When the clock read eight fifty in the afternoon, I began pacing the room, glancing at the door after a few seconds. It felt like I had a football game going on in my stomach. I brought my fingers to my mouth. I didn’t bite my nails since I hated the feeling, but I was tempted to.

What will Zaliver do as soon as he walks in? How can he mark me if he won’t actually mark me? Does that even make sense? As soon as the clock read eight fifty-nine, I stopped my pacing and looked at the door, waiting. When the eight turned into a nine right on the dot, the door swung open to show my tall and dark mate. I held my breath as he entered and closed the door with his electric blue eyes on me. We didn’t speak or move. He looked at me as I looked at him.

Like always, he wore all black and his hair was pushed back. I could see his fingers went through it. He looked as beautiful as ever and even though I could sense darkness surrounding him, I still wasn’t afraid of him. His eyes scanned over me, maki