Chapter Eight

Hunter’s beast was overjoyed that his little mate felt their connection.

Yes.

It would make wooing that much easier. And he really wanted to get it right. He had no idea asking Uncle Uzzi to find his mate would lead to this kind of mind leveling certainty that nothing would ever be the same again.

All he wanted was to gather her in his arms and rub his scent all over her body. To mark her, claim her, make sure everyone knew who she belonged to.

He wanted to tear the clothes from her body and bury himself balls deep in her wet heat. And yes, she was wet. Fuck yeah. He’d caught the scent of her arousal earlier and it almost sent him crashing to his knees.

As Uncle Uzzi said his goodbyes, Hunter walked over to her. Careful not to upset or frighten his lovely Nari.

She was so small compared to him. He frowned, hoping she wasn’t too put off by his appearance. She was so beautiful and petite.