Two moons, Two mates

"You can't get away from me." Sawyer said, a low growl. My blood boiling at the possessive stance.

"You're wrong, I did it once and I can do it again." I huffed his hands moving from my wrist to suddenly hooking around my waist, my breath hitching and my body reacting involuntarily.

"You can't hide this. I can tell you want me." He said, my body fighting against my logical mind as his hands trailed up my body.

"That's the stupid mate bond, just reject me and we'll be done with this." I hissed through hitched breath, his eyes darkening.

"Never."