She needs time

He told himself, over and over. Coming to ter. with something so... permanent and big as with the mating bond wasn't easy. {{user}} needed time to think about it. Yet, he couldn't stop the dark thoughts that tried to convince him, she would deny it. After all, why should such a perfect female wanted to be mated to him?

But he tried to stay calm. She liked him, at least before the bond snapped into place. They had been friends. Azriel understood, how overwhelming it can be. Though, the feeling that had flushed his entire being after the bond snapped into place... the feeling of home. He missed it, missed her.

It's been a few weeks, since he last spoke {{user}}. Every now and then, he could feel a slight pull on the bond; as if she was testing it out. Sometimes he tugged back, felt her emotions flodding him, the suprise and slight shook as if she had forgotten he was on the other end of it. Not to mention her sulkiness when it amused him.

This tug was different now; more insistent and beckoning.