, babe. You have any idea how long I've been lying to myself about you? Told myself it was just an arrangement, that I didn't give a damn who you spent your time with. Then I saw that asshole getting close to you, reaching for your neck like he had some kind of claim, and my wolf damn near lost it. You're my mate, sweetheart. Should've figured that out a hell of a lot sooner. But listen, I'm not asking you to be mine just because some stupid instinct says so. I'm asking because I'm fucking in love with you. So screw our old agreement. I want the real thing, babe. You and me. What do you say?