(Isabella’s POV)
I felt my body freeze. Contract mate?
“I’m willing to work with you, Isabella, but only if you agree to become my contract mate and appear whenever I need you,” Santiago says.
Nausea hits my still frozen form as the anxiety rolls through my body like waves at high tide.
I don’t understand what he means. He seems disgusted by me, but yet he wants me to meet his s****l needs? But he just said no physical contact.
And then there’s these butterflies that appear to move into my stomach every time he gets near me. I..I can’t. Jesse betrayed me. It’s too soon…I’m not ready.
“No. I’m sorry. I’m willing to work with you, but not as a contact mate.”
“His scent is divine,” my wolf argues in my mind. “If he wants s*x…agree!”
Calm down horn dog, I scold her.
“All I
