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She sucks in a breath—I do too—when my hand is sharing the same water as her naked body.

“The cold froze it,” she says as she looks at me wearily, “so it wasn’t too bad. It’s starting to hurt more now, though.”

I dab it gently, wiping away some of the dried blood around it.

“It looks worse than it is,” I tell her. I clean it up with the disinfectant and then put a bandaid over the worst part. It should take a few days, but it will heal. Her beautiful face will be back to flawless in no time.

“Thank you,” she whispers when I’m all done.

I get up to leave, to give her some privacy, but she grabs my wrist and holds me there. “Can you stay with me?”

I sit back down on the tiles and nod. “As long as you need. I’m yours.”

“What’s your name?”

“Leo,” I say.

“Like Leonardo the Ninja Turtle?”

I chuckle. “I prefer Leonardo Da Vinci the inventor.”

“Oh, right.” She shakes her head, embarrassed. I smile. “I’m Tara.”

Tara.

I say the name over and over in my head, each time sounding more beautiful.

“What a way to end your wedding,” I say, fishing for details. “Did you really get married today?”

My eyes dart to her ring finger, which is bare. Hopefully, that’s a good sign.

“It didn’t work out as planned,” she whispers.

I’m waiting for her to go on, but she doesn’t.

“So, what happened back there?” she finally asks. “Where did you come from?”

I tap her hand and then stand up. “Like I said, I’ll explainafterthe bath. I’ll leave you to it and go make you something warm to eat. I’m sure you need it.”

I smile at her before heading to the door.

“Leo?” she says, that angelic voice stopping me in my tracks.

“Yeah?”

“Why are you being so nice to me?”

I take a deep breath as I gaze into her stunning eyes. How can I explain to her how I’m feeling? How happy and relieved I am that she’s here? How obsessed I am with her even though I just learned her name? How can I tell her she means the world to me and one day soon, I’ll mean the world to her?

How can I explain to her that everything will be different from now on?

That her world has just been split in two—the time before we met and the time after?

“I’ll go make you something to eat,” I say with a warm smile.

I exit the bathroom and leave her to finish up.

There is no explaining it. There are no words to describe the intensity of a mate’s bond. They don’t exist.

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