Joss
I had never felt so exhausted.
I sat across from Clare at the dining table, barely touching my food.
My mind kept returning to Arielle.
She had barely spoken to me all day.
And when she had, there had been something different in her eyes.
Hurt.
Disappointment.
Distance.
I hated knowing I was the reason for it.
Clare took another bite of her dinner.
I studied her for a moment.
I realised something.
I knew almost nothing about her.
I knew she was from Golden Fern Pack.
I knew she was my second fated mate.
I knew the bond between us existed.
But I didn’t know her.
And if she was going to be living under my roof, perhaps I needed to change that.
“So,” I said quietly, “tell me about your life in Golden Fern.”
She looked up.
“What do you want to know?”
“Anything.”
She
