Colin's POV
“...That’s what a fated mate is.”
I murmur to myself.
“What?” Aidan sits slumped against the wall, frustrated and dejected, shooting me a bitter look. “There you go again, saying weird stuff, Professor.”
The three of us—Aidan, Ryan, and I—wait outside Cara’s house, careful not to reenter her room and risk making her angrier.
Frankly, I understand perfectly why she’s mad. We shouldn’t have interrupted her weekend—or, more accurately, their weekend.
“It’s nothing,” I say. “Just something I remembered from an academic paper I read back in school.”
“Just talk about it, man,” Ryan groans. “Anything to break this mood. I feel like crap right now.”
Our family is known for its talents, and my memory is sharp enough to perfectly recall that article I’d stumbled upon years ago. S
