Page 165 of Glitched Fates & Stolen Mates

“No, she was very sensibly hiding out in the safety of the Range Rover,” Felix said, wrapping his arms around himself.

“But still…” I shook my head in amazement. “You brought her here all the way from London?”

“A perfectly normal thing to do!” he blurted out.

“Aye, aye,” I said quickly, setting Princess carefully on the side table. “Of course it is. I love her. And she’s now officially my very favourite plant.”

Felix smiled at me. With teeth.

I patted my lap. “Now come back here.”

He obliged, settling back on me, and I cupped his face, thumbs stroking across his cheekbones.

“You were ridiculously brave today. And brilliant.” My voice thickened. “And absolutely stupid—but I’m so proud of you. So grateful you saved my life.”

Felix shook his head, eyes bright in the firelight. “You were amazing too. We couldn’t have saved those wolves without you.” His brow creased with worry. “I just… I hope you don’t feel like you’re missing out. On pack life, I mean. On being an alpha.”

“Missing out?” I pulled him closer, until there wasn’t a breath of space between us. “Felix, I don’t need any of that. I don’t want it. I’ve only got room in my heart for my true family. For you.”

His lips parted slightly at that, colour flooding his cheeks.

“Is your neck okay?”

My fingers found the closed wound. It was definitely still sore. “Shifting sorted that. Don’t you worry.”

He frowned, and I brought my lips to the crease across his forehead.

“I owe you my life,” I whispered against his skin. “I’ll spend the rest of eternity grateful for what you did.”

“You owe me nothing. It’s what…” Felix’s voice dropped. “What you would do for your soulmate.”

The last word came out so quietly I almost missed it. Almost.

“I heard what you said earlier.”

“Which part?” His blush deepened, spreading down his neck.

“The part where you said you love me. And… that other part where you said you wanted to bind yourself to me for life.” I searched his eyes, my wolf practically vibrating with hope and need. “But if you’ve changed your mind—”

“No!” It burst out of him with fierce intensity. “I meant it. I meant every word.”

“There’s still no rush,” I said carefully, even as my wolf howled in protest at the very suggestion of waiting. But did he really understand what he was giving me? Did he truly want to be mine forever?

“Yes, there is.” Felix’s hands fisted in my new shirt, pulling himself closer. “Because now I can feel it, too. The bond. And I feel… incomplete. Like I’m half broken. Like I need you. Need you to survive.” He looked directly into my eyes, pupils dilated. “Please, Kit. Please.”

The begging tone in his voice had a growl rumbling deep inside me, my canines aching to sink into the tender flesh of his throat right there by the fire.

“Felix,” I breathed into his ear. “My love. You know I could never deny you anything.”

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Felix

“Okay,” I whispered back, the word barely a breath between us.

I should have been exhausted. Should have collapsed like Rory did the moment we reached safety. My body and mind had been through hell. But adrenaline still coursed through my veins like liquid fire, keeping me hyperalert and wired.

Kit’s hands found the hem of my hoodie, fingers tracing slow circles up and down my spine through the thick fabric, each gentle touch lighting little fires beneath my skin.