MISSY
I sat in the kitchen, helping get dinner ready for the night. Maddox was off training, so I didn’t expect to see him until dinner.
“What’s on your mind?” asked Miss Marci.
I looked up from the potatoes I was peeling. “Oh, um, nothing really,” I said. Earlier, my heat flared up again. Luckily I was able to lock myself in my room, and Maddox wasn’t with me.
“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want. But I am always here,” she said with a warm smile.
“Did you ever find your mate?” I asked her.
She chuckled. “Ah, so this about young Maddox,” she said. I nodded. “No, I never got the pleasure of finding a mate.”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said.
“There is nothing to apologize about. I am thrilled that you found yours. Just because I didn’t find my mate doesn’t mean I didn’t expe
