Chapter 426
- Third Person's POV
- His voice dropped to a terrifying, gravelly rasp. "Trista, don't push me. You're my mate. Every inch of your skin, every breath you take—it's all branded with my scent. You could wash a thousand times and you still wouldn't scrub me out of your soul."
- Trista felt the crushing weight of his Alpha aura, a pressure that would have brought anyone else to their knees, but she didn't flinch.