KILLIAN'S POV
"Can I talk to you?"
Vivian looked around me before nodding. "Sure, come on in."
I stepped inside, resisting the urge to wrap my arms arounds her, holding her against me and never letting her go. But instead, I waited for her to motion for me to sit down and do the same. "So what's up, Kill?"
I reached over, grabbed her hands, then stared at her and caught her eyes. "The Blood Moon is coming up. Are you any closer to a decision?"
She pulled her hands from mine. "That's what this was about?'
"The war is over. It's time to get things in order, and it's time to choose a mate, Vivian."
Her eyes narrowed. "And getting me in line and mating with me is just on the agenda?"
I reached for her again, but she just moved her hands. "No, it's not like that. I was also reminding you that the reasons you delayed before are no longer relevant. And you can focus on this—on us."
"You should go."