His little mate's frightened reaction caused Draven to let out an unamused smirk on his handsome face.
"Didn't you say you are ready to consummate our bond?"
Under that intimidating gaze that stared at her as if he was peering into her true thoughts, Ember could not say a word, and instead, she gripped the top fabric of her dress closer to her chest as if to cover herself better along with her increasing anxiety.
Though his scent was affecting her senses, that anxiety she was feeling was keeping her sane.
"You don't want to?" Draven asked, not willing to back down.
This day would be a lesson for her to be careful about the things she says and start to understand reality—that what she concluded was wrong. While biting was included, it was not the only thing she needed to do.
"I-I want to…but…I am a little scared," she voiced out her situation.
