Dana nodded in agreement but felt a pang of reluctance. She had spent the previous night and the entire day glued to her mate, feeling the bond grow stronger with each passing moment. She sighed deeply as she watched Azriel leave, and then turned her attention back to Tim.
Inside their dimly lit room, Dana took a long breath, looking at Tim's unconscious form. She cursed softly under her breath. The last thing she needed was to crave something or someone that could never be hers. Each moment spent with Tim made it harder to face the inevitable rejection she knew was coming. At least, she thought bitterly, he was still unconscious, sparing him from the burden she bore alone.
As she lay down next to Tim, her mind churned with thoughts. She couldn't deny that there had been moments in her
