My heart lurched. This giant, terrifyingly strong wolf who’d faced down rogues without blinking, undone by me.
“Are you sure, Angel?” he whispered finally, voice so rough it barely made a sound. “There’s no coming back then. You know that, right?”
I did know. I’d known it the moment I’d said it. The moment I’d looked at him and seen not just a mate but my mate. The one. The one I could rely upon, wake up next to, grow old with. The one who’d fight for me and with me. The one who’d build a home around me instead of tearing me apart.
I saw all of that in his eyes right then. Vulnerability. Love. Fear.
My heart stopped. And then it steadied.
“I am sure, Darian,” I said softly. “With my whole heart.”
His breath left him in a rush, like I’d punched him. His hand trembled where it covered
