Helen POV
I kept my head bowed, trying to be compliant so he would forgive me easier. I closed my eyes, my breath hitched, hearing my mate cross the space between us. The grass settled under his weight as he stood in front of me.
“Helen,” he hummed, saying my name in a calm, kind manner for the first time in forever. “Look at me right now.”
I finally opened my eyes and stared through my fated mate, seeing him knelt on the ground just centimeters in front of my face. He grinned lightly, fighting it down but he failed.
“Are you angry with me?” I pressed, thinking of the bonfire and the dinner for the packs coming together, and yet here he was with me. “I’m sorry, Justin. It was all a mistake and it was my fault and—”
He jolted forward in a sudden movement, his lips finding mine. I sna
