''Where to first?'' Zaiden asked, his voice excited. I looked around, my heart racing at the choices. There were stalls lined with colorful fabrics, handmade jewelry, and countless trinkets. Everything was calling out to us. I spotted a stall selling shimmering scarves. ''Let’s check those out!'' He answered his own question before I could and started dragging me along.
As I admired a deep blue scarf, Zaiden picked up one with gold threads. ''This would look amazing on you with your hair,'' He said, his eyes sparkling. I couldn’t help but blush. His compliments made me feel special, but the second he tried to warp it around my neck, I had a flash back to the day Emory had locked the collar around my neck, and I shoved my mate away.
I started having a panic attack, and I stumbled back, n
