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And in the silence that followed, all I could think was… this is how it was always meant to happen.
We’d planned it before. Zane had promised an extraordinary setting. With the stars above us, rose petals below us, something straight out of a movie.
But every time, something came up.
Every time, something went wrong.
This was the only place where everything had felt right.
This dusty, forgotten corner of the library. With my bag tossed on the floor and Zane’s jacket under my head instead of a pillow.
His hands held onto my wrists, his forehead rested against mine, and his breath mingled with mine as our hearts beat in perfect sync.
We were one now.
Not Zane Adams and Lia Snow,
Just one soul shared between two bodies.
The ache in my chest was gone, replaced by something quieter. Calmer. I could feel the bond settle inside me like it had finally clicked into place.
His name echoed in my head like it belonged there. Like it always had.
“Mine,” he growled softly, just like the first time.
“I love you,” I whispered, not because I had to, but because it spilled out without warning.
He looked down at me like I’d handed him the sun. His eyes returned to his usual blue, and they glistened with tears. His thumb brushed my cheek and then trailed down, slower than it should’ve, and I was shaking. Not from nerves. Just the realisation that everything had led to this.
All the pain. The heartbreak. The constant stress and tension and worries.
But it had never been about any of it.
It had always been about Zane.
We met at school. We found each other in the hallways, in the cafeteria, in this very library. And maybe that’s why it didn’t feel wrong to complete the bond here. It felt… full circle. This was where my story with him had started.
And hopefully, it was never going to end.
I tangled my fingers through his hair and held on, almost like if I let go, I’d wake up and none of this would be real.
I could feel everything. The way his scent and presence curled through my body like ivy, the way my skin burned and softened all at once, the way the universe had gone completely quiet around us. Even the wolf inside me had gone still, like it was finally, finally home.
Zane Adams was always mine.
But now we were one.
And nothing else mattered.
-ZANE’S POV-
I hated that we were doing this here. Of all places, the school library.
But honestly… it felt like the calmest place in the world right now.
Tucked behind the stacks, hidden in the shadows, with the scent of old books all around us-it almost felt like time had stopped. Like everything outside didn’t matter. No prophecies. No goddesses walking around as humans. No souls stuck in the void.
Just us.
The same damn library where I’d smelled her in the most initial days. Where I’d nearly killed Blake for her. Where I’d kissed her like I meant it, back when she was still figuring things out. When she had two mates and the biggest complication in our lives was who got to walk her to class.
School had seen too much. But it also felt like home. Because she’d been part of every memory here-good or bad.
And now she was mine.
Fully. Completely.
Her legs were tangled around my waist, my jacket under her, her shirt shoved halfway up, and I couldn’t think. I couldn’t do anything but feel.
The bond between us pulsed. Tugging. Pulling. Begging to be completed. And she’d said yes.
I still didn’t believe it.
Lia’s hands fisted the front of my shirt and pulled me closer, her lips brushing mine before kissing me hard. My whole body answered, already hers, already aching for her in a way that felt more than physical.
I was obsessed with every part of her. Her scent was everywhere. Her skin. Her eyes. That little noise she made when I kissed the spot under her jaw. The mark that pulsed for me. My mark.
She was covered in them now.
Covered in my scent. Mine to take. Mine to love. Mine to enjoy.
I’d never felt this kind of hunger. Not even the first time I kissed her. Not even the night she’d slept in my bed and curled into me like she belonged there.
Because this time, there were no doubts. No Blake. No one else in the world between us.
Only her.
Only my mate.
“Zane,” she whispered, and it shattered something in me. The way she said my name-like it meant something sacred-like I meant something sacred.
Her fingers slid under my shirt, palms pressed against my skin. I hissed softly at the contact, already struggling to keep myself from losing control.
I asked her if she was sure, one last time.
She said she only wanted me.
That was it.
That was all it took.
I moved slowly at first, even though everything in me screamed to rush. But I couldn’t. Not with her. Not when she was looking at me like that.
Her breath hitched, and I kissed her again, softer this time. I needed her to know I was still here. That even though the bond was crackling between us like wildfire, I would never take what she wasn’t ready to give.
And when it finally happened-when the bond sealed and I felt her heart pressed completely against mine, her body wrapping around me like we’d always been made for this-I forgot how to breathe.
Because it wasn’t just physical.
It was everything.
Pain and pleasure. Lust and love. Past and future. It all came crashing down in one moment, and I buried my face in her neck as I felt her come apart around me.
“Mine,” I whispered against her skin.
“I love you,” she breathed.
Her hands threaded through my hair, holding me close as she trembled, and my heart swore something to her I didn’t even know how to put into words.
She was the most beautiful mate I could’ve ever asked for.
And she didn’t even know it. She didn’t know how many times she’d saved me, that I would’ve been lost without her. That even now, I didn’t care how broken the world got, as long as she was still standing in it.
If she was born for pain, then I’d bear it with her.
And if she was born to fight, then I’d fight beside her, take every bullet meant for her, every knife thrown towards her.
And if none of it was mine to fix-then I’d wait at her side while she saved herself.
Because that’s what she did. She saved people.
Me. Her friends. My pack. Even her enemies.
But right now, in this second, all I could think about was the girl beneath me. Not the goddess she was.
Her skin flushed, her pulse racing under my mouth as I kissed down her collarbone and her jaw, and the way her eyes fluttered open when I whispered her name again.
“Lia.”
She looked at me like she already knew what I was going to say.
“You’re everything.”
I didn’t care that we were in school. That we were breaking a million rules. That this was probably a terrible idea.
Because right now, it felt like the only thing in the world that made sense.