Agatha stood before him, tears gathering in her eyes. Her voice was quiet when she answered.
“Because I love him.”
Gideon froze.
“He is my mate.”
Agatha’s hand moved over the place where the pup kicked.
“He is the father of my child.”
“Stop.”
“And he will come for us.”
“I said stop.”
“I will wait for him.”
The shadows in the room twisted violently. Agatha kept speaking.
“I will wait for as long as it takes.”
Something inside Gideon’s expression broke. The final remains of patience disappeared.
“Then let him come.”
Agatha stared at him. Gideon smiled. It was cold and deliberate.
“Let him enter the coven and find you bound to me.”
Fear tightened around Agatha’s heart.
“What are you saying?”
“We will have our binding tonight.”
Her face paled.
“No.”
“I have waited long eno
