Nevara
His arm still braced the door, blocking my path. His face was unreadable, but something burned behind those eyes—sharp, focused, relentless.
“You don’t have a mate anymore?” he repeated slowly. “And… technically, you never did?”
The disbelief in his voice wasn’t hostile. Just stunned. Like the words didn’t compute.
I sighed. “You’re not going to let this go so we can talk about it tomorrow, are you?”
“Absolutely not.”
I bit the inside of my cheek. “Then I’m not telling this whole damn story in the hallway where anyone passing by can get the highlight reel of my life. Come inside.”
I pushed the door open and walked into the room, tossing the blanket back onto the bed. The fire was still burning low in the hearth, casting amber shadows across the walls. I grabbed another log, f
