Busby is staring at a 5’ 9 gray-eyed woman with gray hair. Who Gregoire just said was his mate. Busby had never heard anyone speak about Gregoire having a mate. He knew Gregoire wasn’t marked, nor did he see a mark on the woman. Busby's waiting to see where this is headed and why Gregoire hasn’t ever mentioned her. But more importantly, why is he hell-bent on mating with Francemia since he already has a mate? He frowns, looking at the woman, “Old as hell, but she’s still his mate.”
Gregoire takes a deep breath. “Capella, why are you here?” He gives her a stern stare.
“It has been a long time since we saw one another. You could at least be cordial. Anyway, I was passing by and thought I would drop in. Are you still fantasizing about Francemia? Why did I ask a stupid question when
