“You should probably speak with better people?” Seth asks me with a smile, pulling me into his arms after the door clicks closed.
I shrug. “I didn’t like how they were speaking. Something just doesn’t feel right.”
“I agree, something feels off.”
“Am I misremembering? Because I thought you said Lydia had met her mate,” I ask him and he frowns.
“That’s what I was told. She stayed away when I came for the initial questioning before. I didn’t see him then,” he tells me, seeming to be confused as well.
I shake my head. “There’s no way the goddess mated her to that wrinkly old man. He’s got to be older than my dad!”
Seth chuckles and leans down to kiss my forehead. “Thank you for taking the lead. I was so thrown off when I saw her with him.”
“I know. It’s OK,” I tell him and lean
