Chapter 120

Scott's Point of View "It might be." Marcus's words linger in the silence between us. I stare at him for several long seconds before shaking my head. Even though it makes sense, my mind still refuses to accept it. "No." I say, leaning back in my chair and I let out a slow breath. "I don't think so." I say and Marcus folds his arms in front of his chest. "And why not?" He asks flatly. "Because..." I shake my head again. "I don't know." I mutter, running a hand through my hair. He raises an eyebrow. "That's not exactly a convincing argument." He says and I sigh. "Yeah... I know." I mutter. "But mate haze?" I let out a humorless laugh. "Isn't that supposed to happen after mates accept each other?" I ask and Marcus shrugs. "Usually." "Usually?" I repeat and he nods his head. "But everyone's different. You know that." He says, leaning back in his chair. "I do." I say and he nods again. "The bond is already there. You've acknowledg

Chapter 121

Bianca's Point of View The apartment feels strangely quiet. Quieter than usual. Ethan is spending a few hours with Miss Hannah so I can finally finish decorating his nursery before Christmas, and for the first time in days, I have the entire apartment to myself. I stand in the middle of the nursery with my hands on my hips, slowly looking around the room, deciding what to do first. Most of the furniture is already in place. The crib is sitting against one wall under the mountain mural. The soft sage-green curtains are hanging neatly in front of the windows. A cream-colored rug with tiny woodland animals covers the floor.And the beige rocking chair is in front of the window. The room already feels warmer than it did, but it still doesn't quite feel... Finished.I sigh, shaking my head. "Okay. Let's fix that."I murmur to myself. I kneel down next to one of the unopen boxes from my shopping trip and I carefully begin unpacking everything. A wooden fox. A little bear. A

Chapter 122

Bianca's Point of View I just stare at him, my heart racing so fast it almost hurts. He wants me. Not someday. Not eventually. Now. He's been keeping his distance because every instinct inside of him has been telling him to do the exact opposite. For a few minutes neither one of us speaks. The silence stretches between us, but somehow it doesn't feel uncomfortable. It feels... Fragile. Like one wrong word could shatter everything we have just rebuilt. Scott lets out a slow breath before rubbing the back of his neck. "I probably should have told you sooner." He says quietly. "I just..." He laughs softly, shaking his head. "I had absolutely no idea how." He says and I can't help smiling. "I noticed." I say and his cheeks turn slightly pink. "Yeah..." Another silence settles between us and I look down at my hands. "I don't know what to say." I admit honestly. "You don't have to say anything." Scott replies immediately. "I didn't tell y

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