Bonded

Arielle’s POV:

I was still half-scared, feeling like I was going insane. What more could I use to explain the intense way that I had woken up? At first it hadn’t been much, merely whispers of my name. I half/thought that it was the moon goddess trying to reach me again, as I had grown used to hearing her voice every now and then.

But instead of that, it was a flurry of voices - actually, just one voice, Richard’s voice - and it felt like I was sinking deep into the very depths of my mate’s mind.

He thought about me a lot more than I had expected, apparently.

But as he calmed me down, holding me in his arms, I felt a lot more relaxed, and I began to take in deep breaths, pushing all the whispers and words and memories that were still flowing into my head at a somewhat more sedate pace, to the back of my mind.

Still, that didn’t change the fact that I had questions.

Was this effect a part of the bond that had been deepened by the bonding ceremony?

I looked up into Richard’s intense gaze