Grayson
“Sorry. I didn’t mean…..I have it under control.” After a few deep breaths and Atlas snarling overtime at that second voice, I meet her scared gaze again. “I don’t understand though. How did you know I was going to reject you? I never said a word yet you seemed to know from the minute we met. You never even said mate or acted excited about it. Do you know what the hell is going on in my head?!” I rake my hands into my hair in frustration.
She nods at me in understanding. “This is the long story I mentioned.” She pauses closing her eyes for a moment seeming to gather her courage before looking at me seriously.
“My mother was killed when I was thirteen. We had no idea who had done it when it happened. Dylan and I watched her die. It was….not something I enjoy reliving or seeing ag
