Drake
Sophie freezes like a deer in headlights, her gold-flecked eyes going wide. “What do you mean?”
I can feel her unease as if it is my own, and I can imagine what she’s thinking. Before Bastien turned up, there were a few occasions when I thought Selene might have picked up on my feelings for her. Every time was a trial. The anxiety was excruciating, a sudden vulnerability so overpowering it made my knees go weak.
Poor little mate, my wolf thinks fondly. She’s absolutely beside herself.
I almost feel guilty, for while Sophie frets, I’m filled with assurance. I don’t have to worry about my love being returned this time; I know how deeply she cares. I know we are fated.
I meant to give Sophie more time to recover from the turbulent events of last month. She clearly isn’t ready to
