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Layla
Being around Varian muddled my thoughts. Instead of focusing and thinking about the task at hand, I kept getting distracted and thinking about him.
About us.
I didn’t like feeling that I had no choice. Being his mate was a done deal, and even if I ignored it, it wouldn’t go away. It would hover over my head for the rest of my life.
Still, I felt incredibly attracted by him … in every sense. He was handsome, hot, and he seemed to be kind and worried about his mother and his people. He had come for me when he didn’t need to. He was strong and honorable.
I shook my head and shoved another tunic inside my leather satchel. This was not the time to worry about things I couldn’t control. All I had to do for now was ignore this … the mating, my feelings, the hot fae just outside thi
