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Alec watched Diana at the wheel as she drove straight to Boston.
She called me her mate.
She was his. And he was hers. He had lost Daniel. But he wouldn’t grieve alone. Diana understood, and she would be there with him.
“Now what?” he asked her.
Hours had passed in relative silence.
“I can take you to your place. I guess you have stuff to take care of,” Diana said.
“Yeah, some. I need to figure out what to do for Daniel.”
“Did he have family?”
“No.”
“Well, that’s probably for the best. But I’m really sorry you lost him. I know he was important to you.”
“Thanks.”
It meant everything that she was there for him. And even though she would never say so, she needed him, too. He would take care of her and her secrets, if she let him.
“What happened to you in foster care?” he asked
