Sophia
Stunned, I stared at the walls asking myself about my mate. Greyson knows who he is, or where he is, he has to, otherwise, why would he have told me that earlier?
I feel once more like I’ve betrayed my mate by not putting him first and continuing my search, but where is he? Is he even looking for me, caring if I exist or not?
A tiny voice inside my head, probably derived from the beast inside of me that’s longing for her mate, is chastising me, telling me that my mate is probably just as busy dealing with s**t as I am. I’m sure he has a pack to run or allies to help, just like I do.
A pack. s**t.
Shit, s**t, s**t. I know I’ve never said I wanted a mate that’s weaker than me, but I didn’t think this though, did I? If he’s an Alpha and he has his own pack to worry about, then i
