98. Draka’s POV
I hear them from my room, even though I don't want to.
It's eerie and very kind of mind bugging, but I am sure that it's the mate bond that has chosen to put me through such misery.
I lay on the bed with my eyes boring holes through the ceiling. Emmett is next to me, his small hand mindlessly flung to my chest as he snores.
I can't sleep. At the back of my head, I can hear Rowan and Chelsea getting at it.
It's none of my business, but I can hear it. The thoughts are invading, I wish it would just go away.
“Oh my God…” she moans in my head.
I turn around and press a pillow over my head, I want to scream. It's crazy because I don't want to be jealous, but I can't help but feel jealous.
It's not my doing, it's just this stupid mate bond and how much it's messing
