#Chapter 78 – The Bottom

“No, June,” Anton says after a long moment. “Of course I don’t love her. I don’t even know her.” “But that’s not how mate stuff works,” I say, raising my eyes to his. “It’s supposed to be…instant.” “I don’t have a body,” he sighs, gesturing towards himself. “No body no bond.” I bite my lip for a second. “If you did have a body, would you love her?” He smirks at me, shaking his head. “An impossible question.” “What does your wolf say?” I ask, lifting a hand to tap at his chest. Anton sighs again and looks away from me. “My wolf says…that she’s not anything like we ever thought our mate would be.” My wolf perks up a little at this, lifting her head. But my mouth screws to the side in concern. “That doesn’t mean anything. Midnight isn’t anything like Jesse expected her to be. And she’s still fated to him.” Anton looks back at me. “But Midnight is corrupted. If she weren’t, and didn’t have such a horrible history,” he shrugs, “I think she’s precisely the sort of funny, spu