Andria's POV
"I know that, the moon goddess also knows that, but I always believed that there was a purpose for everythi…" he started, but I had to interject.
"Or it might just be my scent attracting a Dravari, like a Lunara-blooded she-wolf's scent should. The false mate bond and all,"
He stared into my eyes for a while, my heart beating out of my chest.
"You have said that before, but you always seem to forget that I'm a Dravari; I can tell the difference between a false mate bond from the scent of a Lunara-blooded wolf and an actual mate bond," he said, bringing his face closer to my face.
"Deep down, and behind all those walls you have put up, you can't deny the connection you feel between us anytime I'm close to you," he said, removing a strand of hair that had fallen in front of my eyes.
My breathing hitched when he sensually bit his lips, before straightening himself. "But like I said, not today, although your presence is so distracting, your scent too.
