[Dylan]
“You know…when I heard you found your mate…I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect,” Quin remarked casually as he stepped in front of my cell. I was tempted to simply ignore him, but I was also curious about what he had to say. “I certainly didn’t picture a beauty like her,” I finally looked up and he smiled. “That got your attention, didn’t it?” I didn’t answer. “And at first…I thought she must be pretty stupid…and possibly mute,” what did he mean by that? Had he met Samara? Was she here? I tried to reach out to her, but the cell blocked me. I sighed softly in frustration as I tried to remain silent. Quin could possibly just be egging me on. “But then…well, then she truly impressed me. I mean, you know me, Dylan. I’m not the sort of man that is ever at a loss for words,”
“Hmm,” I
