Amelia's Point of View,
After Peyton had come through the door, he spent just short of a minute, mind-linking. Then he lowered his delectable backside onto my bed and pulled me into his lap.
"I'm so sorry Amelia," he said again. He sounded awful. When you hurt your mate, you really did hurt yourself.
"I'm sorry too." I snuggled into his chest. My new favorite place in the world
"You have nothing to be sorry for. You're still so new to all this. I should be giving you more time to adjust. I'm afraid my patience levels aren't what they used to be."
I caught a note of sadness in his voice. "Since you lost your Mom?"
"And you. And Juliet, my Mom's best friend. All in the same day. It was awful."
"How did you know my Mom died that day?" A few days ago I would have taken th
