Presley’s answer to the fear that had been bouncing through my mind was so nonchalant. So easy. So free. Like it was almost a natural and expected reply. But this was something that terrified me. Yes, we had spoken of being chosen mates at some point in the future. But in my mind, this was almost certainly when we had both been given the time to decide it was the right thing. Being here together, dealing with everything that was happening was a lot. We needed to work together first. Presley deserved the time to consider whether she was ready to commit to such a thing...
‘Do you?’ Blade interrupted my panicked thoughts.
‘What?’ I asked. My head felt like it was spinning, and I had no clue this was something we should be doing. Yet Presley was laid there looking up at me expectantly. Was
