Hunted (Pack of Dawn and Destiny, #1)(93)

The hole hurt worse than the dull ache the missing mate bond had been in my chest. That I had been able to ignore if I focused. But this…there was no way to ignore what felt like a chunk of my soul missing.

Every breath I took I was painfully aware that while I had solidified the bond, my mate had done no such thing, creating an unbalanced, uneven bond.

I’ll get used to it.

I had no choice.

The pain was never going to lessen.

Hunters were physically incapable of accepting mate bonds. It came with the territory of being immune to Alpha powers, and was also probably the reason why my bond had never settled—it never had a chance to make the connection after I’d set eyes on her.

I had no intention of telling my mate. She already had enough she was dealing with. Adding in a mate bond would only make things worse for her.

Yes, the last thing Pip needed to know was that she was my mate, and that I’d inescapably tied myself to her. Forever.

The End