Chapter 1187 What Hope Tastes Like

• Alexander
• It was as simple as that. Fiona ignored the stupid things coming out of my mouth, pinned my broken body underneath her and forced me to change my mindstate.
• She snapped me out of that dark place of near insanity by feeding me her beautiful, intoxicating body and pressing her own energy into my soul in the process. She reminded me what hope tastes like. My heart began to heal the second that our lips touched, and by the time she came on my mouth she’d successfully reminded me that I never want to refuse contact with my beloved mate ever again.Fiona was not only strong and resilient; she was so fucking smart, too. She paid attention to everything and she knew me well. She knew that there was something wrong and she’d figured out what it was.