Roxy
The week had been better.
My heart wasn’t aching, and my wolf wasn’t whining, which meant no more headaches.
Things with Ace had been going well. He hadn’t been pushy, and I appreciated that. Maybe he truly believed my earlier statement about not wanting a mate, so he was trying not to overwhelm me all at once.
And for that, I was grateful.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want him—I did. But I still didn’t know how to balance my two lives, and diving too quickly into a relationship with Ace would only distract me further.
Aiden was still wary of the situation, but he seemed somewhat happy that I was, at least, kind of happy. It warmed my heart that, in his own way, he was trying to support me, despite the fact that I hadn’t been completely honest with him. Still, his focus remained firm
