As much of an over-thinker as I was, all that wind in my mind right now was pretty simple. perfect future for my mate and I. I had my worries. I was after all of you surely are rogue and I did not belong to any Pack legally. there is nothing that gave me much more joy than realizing that my mate, the King, had me. Accepted me. though I still felt that I needed verbal assurance, I did not want to push it. I could tell by the way he was looking at me. The way he sat next to me throwing furtive glances every now and then. The man was a masterpiece. I had to constantly remind myself that I had the dignity to uphold. what the hell was wrong with me? I had spent all my life learning how to control emotions like anger but never once did I teach myself how to control such overbearing emotions as affection and lust. what I was feeling for my mate now was amplified by the Bond. I needed to touch him. to feel his skin against mine.