MACKENZIE
As I chewed my food, my eyes stayed fixed on Alistair, narrowed in suspicion. Something about him made everything inside me restless. And just when I thought I might be able to ignore it—
Mate.
There it was again. That voice. Echoing in my head, clear and undeniable.
I let out a heavy sigh and put my fork down with more force than necessary. "Okay, seriously—why the hell am I hearing voices in my head?"
Alistair froze for a second, then slowly wiped his hands on a cloth. There was a tension in his shoulders, a cautious look in his eyes as he came toward me.
Before he could speak, Mom stood and gently brushed her hand through my hair. "I'll leave you two alone," she said softly, placing a kiss on my forehead before walking out with Quinn, who gave me a small, knowing smile
