Amelia's Point of View.
I looked at the clock for the hundredth time in the last five minutes. I'd returned from shopping just over an hour ago and there was still no sign of Peyton anywhere. I felt physically sick. I questioned whether he pulled this stunt just to scare the crap out of me. If he had, then it worked a treat. But I would kill him if he'd done this on purpose.
'He wouldn't do that to you' Vae noted. At first, she had been unconcerned with the fact that our mate hadn't got home when he should have. Now, she was becoming uneasy with his absence.
"Luna, won't you sit down?" Trudi asked, as I paced an imaginary line backwards and forwards across the rug in my room.
"I can't." I wailed at Trudi. "It's impossible."
My hands were linked together through my fingers a
