Chapter 7. Leaving the Hospital

Hope's POV

I felt Dylan's arms around me. I put both hands on his chest and tried to push him away, but despite my anger, the bond made me weak and as much as I didn't want to his smell was intoxicating, Dylan's smell was intoxicating, it was a mix between rum, tangerine leaves and musk in the background. Something elegant and powerful, unlike any other I had ever smelled. But wasn't that by any chance the sense of being Destined? The smell of his partner was heightened and just being near him was able to soothe and heal.

I lifted my head and looked deep into his dark blue eyes and only realized I was holding my breath when I felt his fingers pulling a lock of my hair away and then I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

'No... just no... I need to stay away...'

That thought almost made me groan in pain, but I just pushed my head away and looked at the doctor.

"Am I cleared now?" I tried to keep my voice as professional as possible.

"Yes, I