"Hey," I answered.
"How are you?" He asked, his voice was quiet and I could sense an uneasiness coming from him.
"I'm ok, just on my lunch. How are you?" I replied, he was making me feel uneasy. It's like I didn't know how to talk to him.
"I'm good, Ayla. I... I miss you," he took a deep breath, "have you found your mate?" He questioned.
I sucked in a breath, "I miss you, Ethan. I can't wait for you to come home." I breathed out in relief, he misses me as much as I miss him.
"No, I haven't found my mate... Have you?" I asked.
I heard him drag in a shaky breath, "no, I..." he hesitated and I held my breath. "No, I haven't." He sighed.4
Why does he sound so upset about that?
"Ethan, what's wrong? I can hear the worry in your voice." I asked, furrowing my brows together.
Mila lifted
