-Amber-
His answer surprised me. Not because I didn’t already know he hated the thought of being with someone else, but because I heard the deep pain in his voice. Even after so many years, he was still grieving his dead mate and everything he had lost with her.
“No,” I whispered.
“Then tell me who,” he insisted.
“My mother only had one child,” I told him, hoping I could get him to back off.
“Are you sure?”
I nodded.
“How?” he asked.
“Because my mother hated my father. She never wanted him, but she had no choice,” I informed him, closing my eyes once more.
“They were not fated?”
I shook my head. “She was a hybrid. Protected, but not loved, and all she ever wanted was her freedom,” I explained, but as I turned to face him again, I realized what I had been saying. I sat up, swingin
