Page 185 of Knot What I Expected

For now.

Because last night taught me something I hadn't understood before. The matebond isn't ownership.

Monster might snarl mine every five fucking seconds, but even the beast seems to understand there's a difference between possessing someone and being chosen by them.

Fate brought Gabriella to me.

Maybe it recognized her before I did.

Maybe Monster understood what she was to us weeks ago.

But Gabby chose me. And I chose her. That's what makes this bond ours.

Not instinct.

Not biology.

Not even the Fates.

Choice.

My mouth twitches.

Fuck me. Listen to this sentimental shit.

Monster gives a contented rumble.

“Don't start.”

I put my head beneath the water again. And that's when it happens.

Something inside me pulls tight.

Hard.

My hand slaps against my chest.

What the fuck?

The sensation hits again.

Not physical. Not exactly.

It feels like something invisible between Gabby and me suddenly snaps taut. The warm presence I've been vaguely aware of since last night changes.

Darkens.

My breath catches.

Fear.

Not mine.

Hers.

My heart starts pounding.

“Fuck.”