Rhaegar
It was getting harder and harder to convince myself I didn't want her when all I thought about was her. The f*****g mate bond was strong, and so was the urge to mark her. Once two mates reject each other, the bond breaks forever, but that didn't happen to Nalya and me.
I wanted to spend time with her, and when I smelled her sweet scent from the kitchen, I couldn't help but follow her. There she was, in the kitchen with Nate. He was making her smile, something I never seemed to do. She stiffened when she felt me behind her but didn't turn. I sat close to her and ate her food. I thought she'd get up and leave, but she didn't.
Nalya was joking with Nate, and seeing her so comfortably warmed my heart.
" Thank you for the food. I should be leaving now."
" Where are you going?"
