Bishop noses against Sawyer; breathing in the scent of his hair and his fingers immediately leave the symbol and raise to lift the others chin again so he can look into his eyes.

“Do you want me to take care of you?” He asks quietly.

Why would he?

But then again why was any of this even happening? Why did he end up in this place with another version of his mate? Fate?

Was he always supposed to be his?