Chapter 68

• "What is your take on producing a mate bond?" Jason's inquiry lingered palpably, an unforeseen suggestion that almost made me gag on my own breath. My eyes enlarged as I took a gander at him, my psyche hustling to fathom the ramifications of his words.
• "How precisely could we at any point fashion a mate bond on the off chance that we aren't predetermined mates?" I asked, my voice double-crossing a blend of shock and disarray. The idea appeared to be unfamiliar, something I had never thought of.
• Our association had forever been a wellspring of solidarity, a rugged bond framed through adoration and shared encounters and kinship.