Chapter 61

Troll's Camp

"I want you, Andrew," whispered Diana as her hand snaked around Andrew's neck. Surprised by her action. He took her hand slowly and looked at her. "Diana, goddess knows how much I want you, but I want you to think about our mate bond thoroughly,”

Diana frowned; her throat convulsed a little, and he watched, fascinated by how long and smooth her neck was. How had he never noticed that before? Or the brilliantly blue shade of her eyes. Or how sharply arched her brows were, and how it created a stunning combination.

“Andrew, I don't understand—”

He stepped back a little. He could barely swallow the emotion burning his throat. “Diana, because that bond was forever, a lifetime, magical, unlike humans, and I don't want you asking me for a divorce hundreds of years from now just because you can't stand me anymore."

Her frown deepened. Her gaze locked with his. "Please enlighten me.” Diana pushed back her shoulders and expelled a l