Fiona’s POV.
It felt like there was a hole in my heart where the mate bond was meant to be. I knew the feeling very well, an aching emptiness that at the moment feels like it’ll never be filled, an intense longing to run back to the only person who could ever possibly fix it.
The first time I’d felt this gaping hole, I’d wanted to die on the spot, after all what was a wolf whose mate had rejected them, but now, it was more of a more numb sensation in my chest, numb, but unwelcome.
I guess it was somewhat tragic that this was the second time I was feeling this aching emptiness but… ever since my parents died I realised that I couldn’t afford to feel tragic.
“Say what you have to say,” I begin, leaning back into the headboard of the soft, Kane-scented bed.
The triplets all stare at me l
