Mirellie
I stood frozen in the middle of the corridor long after Evander disappeared from sight.
The silence he left behind felt strange now. Heavy and uncomfortable. My heart was still beating too fast, and the mating bond pulsed faintly beneath my skin like it was unsettled by everything that had just happened.
Slowly, I looked down at my hand. The same hand that had touched him. Warmth still lingered faintly against my fingertips, or maybe that was just my imagination. I swallowed hard and clenched my hand into a fist immediately, as if that could somehow erase what happened.
My wolf stirred softly inside me.
Mate.
I shut my eyes briefly.
“No,” I whispered to myself.
What exactly had I expected? That because the bond forced us to feel pieces of each other, Evander would suddenly
