CONNOR POV
Cain was in my head, wagging his tail like a lunatic.
He’d been pacing around in my mind ever since Grace met him, ranting about how ‘our mate loved him and only him.’
Not me.
Him.
Because she’d scratched his ears.
We share the same damn body, for Goddess’ sake.
‘She touched me, both of us’ I snapped through the bond.
‘Her hands were in my fur, he growled back, smug. ‘She loves me. She said my name, not yours.’
‘You are me!’
‘No, I’m the better half,’ Cain huffed. ‘She knows it. She’s even planning a date!’
‘She wanted to out you on a leash!’
‘I’ve never said I was against b**m’ Cain muttered defiantly.
For the love of Goddess.
I groaned aloud, dragging a hand down my face. Grace, walking beside me, glanced up.
“You good?”
“Peachy,” I muttered. “Just arguing wit
