“Thanks,” I murmur, staring at the cracked ceiling and letting out a slow breath.
Edward sits on a stool nearby, watching me.
“So, the Lotus pup is your mate?” he asks.
I nod once.
“Yes.”
“You don't sound happy about it.”
“I’m not.”
“Are you going to reject him?”
There is no judgment in his voice, and I'm grateful for it.
“I should,” I admit. “I haven’t. I've just been avoiding it and telling him I don't feel it.”
He leaned back, arms crossing over his chest. “I can't see how you will be able to now, not after the bond rooted earlier.”
I close my eyes. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
“Bullshit,” he counters.
“Because of the drugs,” I snapped. “Because they made me weak and confused. I was compromised. That bond—dammit, it was only an echo before. I managed it.”
Edward’s
