-Octavia-
Did I hear him right? Did he just…? Did he really just say that word? Sorry. It felt strange even thinking it. I had never heard anyone say that to me before, and it was even more unusual coming from Valerio.
“Sorry?” I echoed, staring at him, but his head was down, eyes closed as he nodded.
He looked almost vulnerable, as if he truly regretted what had happened. But did he really? Why would he?
Because we matter to him. We’re his mate, and even if you refuse to acknowledge or feel the bond, it’s clear he can’t stop himself from being affected by it.
For the first time, my wolf was making things clear. Was he truly affected by our bond? I suddenly felt an aching in my own heart, but it felt like an echo—as if the pain wasn’t entirely my own. Looking at him, I wondered if it
