Chapter Fifty-Eight
Cass
My lip stung with William’s claiming bite. It felt different than the others, almost calmer. When I brushed my tongue against the wound, it felt tender. It didn’t make arousal swell through me like Lucian’s, Bash’s, or Oliver’s bite had. It was just a steady thrum of a presence at the back of my mind.
Gentle and soft, so very different from what I had expected.
I pulled my hand from his shorts and his eyes flew open.
“I, I’m, I’m sorry.” He stuttered out, untangling his legs from mine.
The connection to him was different. It was almost like he wasn’t there. Yet, I could still feel him. I probed at my bond with Oliver. Checking to see if there wasn’t something wrong with all of my bonds. Oliver was closest, so I focused on that one.
My mate was there, hi
