Phoebe
“You did, Mathews.”
Zion’s words made me think of my dream again. Me, with four handsome men, each with different personalities, all wanting me as their mate. My fate was beyond comprehension.
A part of me wanted to enjoy the thrill of it, but I was still too shy to be honest with myself. Maybe I needed to ask someone more experienced about this. But who?
The Moon Goddess wasn’t someone I could just summon whenever I wanted. She had countless werewolves to look after, not just me. And Persephone—my wolf—was just as unreliable. She appeared whenever she wanted and disappeared the moment I actually needed her.
“You’re zoning out again. Do I not exist to you?”
“Why are you always so dramatic, Zion?”
“I already told you, there should be no secrets between us. Did you forget?”
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