ARLO’s POV
I’m awoken by my door opening and Atlas’ scent fills the air, he’s freshly showered. I’m facing away from the door when my bed sinks down from him sitting on the side of it. I flick on the lamp, sit up, and look at my watch. It’s 3am.
“Why didn’t you tell me she was your mate?” There is sadness in his voice. “We’re best friends, obviously we can figure this out. There are Trio Mates all over our history.”
It dawns on me what he is talking about, “How did you find out?”
“I went to her show tonight. She told me she was with you. I got angry at you and kissed her hoping to force her to feel the bond. She basically said she feels it with both of us.” I’ve never heard my friend so broken and sad. Flint however is pissed.
HE KISSED MATE?! I’LL KILL HIM ARLO!! I’LL F*C
