Unspoken Truths
Marcus stared at me, eyes wide with uncertainty. The confusion was obvious, almost as if he was caught in the middle of a storm, unsure whether to ride it out or run. I could feel the tension radiating off of him as he tried to process everything.
This wasn’t something he could easily fit into his very neat and ordered world, and I could sense the weight of it all pressing down on him. What I did next came naturally. I mind-linked him. I couldn't help but enjoy the small flinch of surprise that followed. It was like a little c***k in his usually composed façade. “It’s okay,” I reassured him softly through the link, “I’ll talk to you when you’re ready. You can ask Fiona about it.”
That was another piece of the puzzle, Fiona and Marcus were true mates. Their bond had be
