~FREYA~
I was babbling, unable to stop myself from saying things that I knew should be kept a secret. I shouldn't have told Lucas that I liked him.
Maybe the kiss had affected my brain in some way. It made me confess something that I once said I would take to the grave with me.
"Mate?" Lucas growls. "Your mate?"
I frown; I can't remember ever seeing this side of him.
What did I say that was so wrong? He no longer seemed to be focusing on the part where I told him that I liked him. He was too preoccupied with the mention of my mate.
I swallow hard, "did I say something wrong?"
He looks pissed as he grabs me by my waist and pulls me closer to him, "have you found your mate? How long have you known who he was? And have you been keeping it a secret from me?"
My eyes widen.
Was t
