Damon hugged Talia tightly and inhaled her sweet citrusy scent of freesia that made him lightheaded. There was a time when he thought how he might get bored of that scent, or immune to it, but now he knew he was ignorant because the more he inhaled it, the more he craved Talia's proximity.
That's how the mate bond works, it interlinks their souls and destinies until they can't live without each other, and Damon couldn't imagine his life without Talia. If anything happened to her, he would go mad.
They went through a lot together, filling a lifetime of anxiety, yet all those moments put together, good and bad, were just a fraction of his need for Talia.
