Anxiousness is a strange feeling. When your stomach contracts into knots and your breathing becomes shaky. When you can't get a word out, your body stunned into silence by the situation. That was how I felt.
He was coming, that's all I knew. I didn't have the heart to tell Alex, I knew that he would go all protective gorilla on me if he knew.
'But he could protect you from him.' my wolf whispers.
"That doesn't mean anything." I snap, "He can't find out. He can't know my history."
'Like it would be so bad? Our mate deserves to know.' she argues.
"He'll fly off the handle. You know what he'll do." I whisper.
'You know that he'll find out eventually right?' she questions.
"Of course I know this." I growl, "He just doesn't need to know about this right now."
'You mean about the fa
