The mating bond means more than being physically attracted to your mate to the point of experiencing the constant compulsive urge to be intimate.
I would be lying if I said that my wolf doesn’t scream to claim her and mark her right this instant, but that’s not all of it. The mating bond is something more precious, your mate holds a special scent that only you can perceive. My Allaya smells like rich dark chocolate and mint, the most delicious fragrance in this world for me is hers.
More than the need to make love in the most heavenly ways and more than the scent, the bond makes us sensitive to our mate’s feelings, we can practically feel their emotions as if they were ours.
She is not aware that I’ve registered her presence the exact moment she entered the doors of my castle without actually seeing her. I detected in her sensations impatience at first, followed immediately by pain, excruciating pain more precisely, whatever the cause was, I’d find out and fix it.
Therefore, after she left the ballroom, a thing that I did not expect, I tracked her sweet fragrance to the hidden chamber. I don't know exactly how she even discovered this particular room, it’s not within the reach to say so.