“You already know I’ll take us deeper,” she told him honestly.
He inhaled a big breath, and then gripped the back of her hair gently, and kissed her goodbye. And when he eased back and pushed open his door, he hesitated and looked at her with such intensity sparking in his expression. “I don’t like being away from you,” he said low.
And then he got out and held the driver’s side door open for her and waited for her to come around. He hugged her from behind right before she got in, and gripped her throat gently, kissed her cheek and whispered into her ear, “It’s a bond.”
Destiny blinked hard and turned in his arms, hugged him tightly. “I had a feeling,” she whispered.
There were a few whistles and cat calls from Dodger’s work crew across the road, and one of them called out, “Get a room!”
A laugh escaped her lungs and Destiny lowered into the driver’s seat and adjusted it.
“I’ll pick you up at seven,” he rumbled.
“Okay,” she said softly as the butterflies pounded their wings through her middle.
He shut her door, and then jogged across the road, threw her a wink over his shoulder, and said something up to the guy in the bucket cutting limbs.
Destiny gripped the steering wheel tighter as she watched him get back to work.
It’s a bond.
She had suspected it but hadn’t expected him to talk to her about it anytime soon. Not after he’d backed off of her so hard.
It’s a bond.
A mating bond.
She knew what this was. It was a no-turning-back bond. It was something neither of them would be able to run from, even if things got tough.
She’d been wrong when he’d disappeared. He did feel the same about her.
Dad was going to lose his mind.
A slow smile stretched her lips. Mom would be happy for her.
Most importantly though, Destiny was happy.
She’d been terrified that falling in love would never be possible for her again, but now she had a werewolf telling her they shared a bond, and she knew about these.
Mating bonds were unbreakable.
A human could fall out of love, but werewolves?
Once their animal chose, they chose for life.
And Dodger had chosen her.
Chapter Fourteen
What did one wear to meet one’s werewolf boyfriend’s animal for the first time?
Destiny’s instincts screamed to dress up for the first time seeing him, but that was silly. They would probably be out in the wilderness in the dead of a snowy Idaho winter, and she was all about survival.
Was Dodger her boyfriend? Bond seemed like a way bigger word.Bond, bond, bond!This was so crazy, eee!
She caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror as she marched through, making sure she turned her curling iron off. She looked different today.
Her cheeks were pink, and she’d put effort into her make-up, and her hair hung in loose waves, and her eyes were bright with excitement. She looked…happy.
