Zara had been careful to keep the new bond between them closed when the memories overtook her or the pain became too much, and Wadim had been incredibly understanding about it. He said he could understand her not wanting someone else invading her body after what she’d been through. But that wasn’t the reason she kept the bond closed. She didn’t want him in her mind because she didn’t want him to feel the shame she was drowning in. She didn’t want him to see how she saw herself. She didn’t want him to know she wished the vampires would have just drained her like they had so many of their other captives. Zara didn’t want him to realize he’d been given such an unworthy mate.
“Hey,” his voice coaxed her out of her mind. “Do you want to go on a walk? Maybe get some fresh air? I know it’s late,
