Olivia's POV
With all eyes, and cameras, on us, I had to push aside my feelings and focus on radiating joy. I wanted to confront Ethan, but that would have to wait until we were alone.
My mind raced, trying to sort my thoughts into something I could say to sound rational. It was in the contract that we had to mark each other, and he’d hesitated. I wanted to know why.
I needed to know why.
We didn’t have a reception, that was for Chosen Mates. Fated Mates typically couldn’t wait to be alone after a mating ceremony, so at least we didn’t have to deal with that right now.
We’d driven back to Ethan’s home, each lost in our own thoughts. I practiced my speech while Ethan focused on the road. We were only inches away, but it felt like we were miles apart.
“I’m going to shower. Make you
