Jordan’s POV
She came to the window, but she never lingered like she usually did. I only saw her face for a fraction of a second before she pulled the blinds close, anger written all over her features.
Even minutes after I could no longer see her, I remained by my window, staring at the closed blinds. Elara was upset, and it bounced off her in waves, travelling across the space to where I stood.
Sighing, I closed my eyes and leaned on the desk by the window. Didn’t the moon goddess think it was such a cruel fate to make my mate human?
My door cracked open behind me, but my mother didn’t come in. At least, not yet. I heard her slow sigh before she pushed in, closing the door behind her.
“Jordan…”
“Not now, Mom.”
She sighed again before walking around, coming to stand by my side. “S
