Page 249 of The Cruelest Undead

She lifted a brow.

“What do you mean?”

He was struggling to find the words.

“I mean, this. What is this? The thing between us, Cerise.”

“We’re mates.”

He stared at her.

Going into his mind, she could see that he was genuinely confused by all of this. She took pity on him, since he’d just found out about her today, and already, they were mated.

“We’re bound together for the rest of our lives. We’re not able to be separated.”

He blinked.

She tried to find a way to explain it.

“I guess to put it in terms you might understand better, we’re married. Does that make it clearer?”

He stared at her.

His face said it all.

“And you don’t want to be?” she asked.

Logan stopped her.

“Uh, I didn’t say that.”

She was honest.

“I’m in your mind. I felt that wave of uneasiness,” she warned, “and your face…”

“It wasn’t uneasiness about us, but I have so many questions.”

Cerise faced him.

“Okay, start asking. Normally, mates discuss this first, but you couldn’t stay away, even when I told you to leave the grotto, and now, we’re mated.”

He grinned.

“I mean, you’re sexy, so that’s kind of your fault—not mine.”

She laughed.

Honestly, Cerise was so incredibly happy. That hole in her heart was filled, and she found the man she’d love for the rest of her life.

And he could die.

So, she was going to have to go to Rinnon and beg for mercy. If she was lucky, he’d mark him so they could be together forever.

“Blaming the victim. Nice.”

He actually laughed.

“Okay, I’ll be serious. Can you live at my place? Or do I have to find a new one?”

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