Chapter 41
Corina
I sat on our bed. "How are you holding up?What can I do?" James looked so tired . He had so much dumped on him in such a short time and the deal with his father, I can't even imagine although now that I know and think about it he does favor Trace. Wow. "I'm good." I looked at him as if he had lost his mind. "There is no way a person thinks their mate has died, learns their dad is a fraud and their real dad is on the council and they are just 'good'. Talk to me." He looked at me. the light in his eyes was so dull. He absent mindlessly picked up my hand and started playing with the tips of my nails. "When I thought I lost you that was the worst. But also a curious feeling because I never felt that overwhelming sense of loss people talk about. Like the mate bond breaking.
