Elene hurried out of the bathroom, nearly slipping again since the marble floor was slick with water.
She snatched a plush, oversized towel from the rack on her way out and briskly dried herself, her mind filled with self-reproach.
A mate bond was a dangerous thing. It made her desire this man who would never be a good match for her—not because she did not want him but because they weren’t right for each other.
She couldn’t do this to herself again. She wouldn’t be able to cope with a mate’s rejection when she barely survived Gideon not reciprocating her feelings.
Maybe somewhere in an alternative universe, she and Forrest could be together and live happily ever after, but that was definitely impossible here and now.
Or maybe you two can leave politics to others and spend your life be
