“Hey," I smiled, turning around to see her.
In the moonlight, her dark hair looked white, and her light skin sparkled like silver. She looked like a Goddess, and my heart clenched when I saw her walking towards me. Goddess, she was beautiful. I knew then that, if she had been mine, I wouldn't have had the heart to leave. If I wanted her so much now, knowing who my fated mate was, then there was no way with the mate bond I would have been strong enough.
“Why did you want to talk to me?" she asked, folding her arms over her chest.
She was hardly dressed, and obviously had been in bed when I texted her. She was just wearing a too big T-shirt, an old one of mine, I think. She looked like she was uncomfortable, so I turned my gaze from her. Had she wanted to talk to me so badly that she was
