Chapter 122

• Marisol stared into the eyes of her mate. She had never felt so exhilarated in her life. She felt like she would burst with joy. But then, in the depths of her consciousness, an ominous feeling wormed its way in. It was so small that she concluded that it was fear of the unknown.
• "Yes," she breathed out, "Yes. I will marry you."
• Every fibre of her being felt alive just by being in his presence. Like she'd been injected with some sort of drug. Tears pooled at the corner of her eyes.