-Everly-
I had lived for many, many years. I had seen and experienced enough that you could write so many books about my life they would fill an entire library. I had done so much and been surprised so many times that I thought surprises were behind me. But as the little wolf standing in front of me spoke, I felt that sensation again.
“Mates?” I repeated, needing to hear the word aloud.
Calliope nodded, her gaze dropping as her hands twisted tightly together in front of her.
“Us?” I added.
She nodded again, squeezing her eyes shut as though she couldn’t bear to look at me. “I know it must be disappointing to have me as your mate,” she said quietly, “but it still wouldn’t be right for us to work together.”
Disappointing? As I looked at her, disappointment was the last thing I felt.
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