Chapter Six“SO WILL YOU EVER tell me what happened?” Ganz asked one morning. I was lying on my belly and he was sprawled over me, nuzzling my nape.
“What happened with what?” I mumbled, half way between sleep and wakefulness after a night of s*x.
“With your mates.” His voice was perfectly even, free of any emotion.
I buried my face into my pillow, stifling my need to scream in frustration. “I don’t know.”
Ganz froze, cutting not only all movement but his breathing as well. His heart seemed to be the only part of him still active.
“You can’t be serious,” he said when I was almost asleep again.
I rolled to my side, making him fall off of me, and threw my pillow at him, snorting. “Of course I am motherfucking serious! I have no clue,” I yelled, trying hard to breathe and calm down. “One
