It was a week since Maya had called me to let me know about the baby, since I had told her to end what was left of our night together. I had cried myself to sleep that night, hurting, battling internally with Kylo, him desperate to go to his mate to be there to support her and his pup. I was still only young. I was training myself to be strong like my father, but I was ultimately still a matter of months from being 21, I was still learning. She was my first, but being my mate too, made the draw of her so strong.
I was hurting, there was one point that night I was so close to leaving training camp to go and find her, tell her I was her mate. She would know now too. She had turned 20, she could sense her mate. Tell her I was sorry, tell her I was wrong, I was a fool, explain how I had been
