Livia’s request struck Rhys like a slap in the face.
“You still want to go, even after everything you’ve seen? And felt?” She knew the truth and still wanted to leave him. Ragnar howled mournfully in his mind, preparing to lose his mate forever.
“My Dad will be worried sick. And poor Ewan must be freaking out. What if they think I drowned in that lake? I’ve been gone for days!” She was getting frantic.
He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight.
“Shhh…ok darling,” he said, stroking her hair soothingly. “I was hoping you could stay here for a couple of weeks, to get to know me and my pack and be immersed in our world. Then you can make the choice whether you want to stay. But if you truly want to leave, then I won't stop you." He braced himself for the worst.
“I don’t want to
