Haylie POV
His kisses were so sweet that I couldn't get enough of his lips. Is this how it feels when you're fated to someone? This must be how my mother felt when she was fated to Alpha Mathew. I broke away from our kiss and looked at Liam, who was watching me intently.
"Haylie, is everything okay?" he asked, his eyes warm and curious.
I bit my lip, took a deep breath, and asked, "Are we fated together?"
My words seemed to hit him like a wall. He was silent for a few moments, clearly processing, before I continued, "I've read about fated wolves and how it all works. Does this mean you and I are truly fated to each other?"
Being human, it was all still new and a little overwhelming.
I felt him gently take my hands in his, and my gaze dropped to where our fingers were intertwined. "Haylie," Liam's voice was soft yet steady as he spoke my name. I looked up and found his warm brown eyes fixed on mine.
