Owen
I’m awoken by someone knocking on my door. When I check my clock, it’s nearly nine in the morning. Which means I’m running late to bring Amelia to the training grounds.
Maybe it’s her at the door, but I hope she’s not milling outside her room without me. I open the door with concern only to find Ava on the other side.
My face falls, and she notices. “Expecting someone else?” she asks snarkily.
I take a step back to slam the door in her face.
“Wait.”
I pause at her softer tone.
“I’m sorry,” she says. “I miss you.”
I lean against my door, closing my bleary eyes against the sharp lighting in the hallway. Just because I’m resolved to staying faithful to Ava until my last attempt to mark her inevitably fails doesn’t mean I believe she’s my mate.
I don’t. And I certainly don’t wa
