(Xeraphina’s POV)
I was hiding in the bathroom, waiting for Sjofn to fall asleep.
“Are you alright, love?” Sjofn asked in concern. I wanted to gauge his eyes out every time he said ‘love’ to me. My counterparts were becoming antsy and not wanting anyone but Draco near us. We had only been gone for a few days and I was already feeling the effects of the bond being pulled in every which way. He ruined that word for me, us honestly. Father always called mother that and I thought of it being special and romantic. Something unique. Now, if I ever heard it after this I would snap.
‘Draco, I love you and I can’t talk long.’ I mind linked my mate, praying he would answer. I knew it was late but right now I needed to contact him, I had to feel our bond even just through thought.
‘Capala
