Now that I have all my ingredients ready, it’s time to make the mixture. I sat down, and Iris also found somewhere to sit.
She looked so deep in thought. I have a feeling she was thinking about Rowan and where he might be.
I shook my head, then said to her, “Why are you in deep thought?”
She heaved a sigh. “It’s nothing.”
“It doesn’t look like it’s nothing. Is this about Rowan? Are you missing him already?” I asked, trying to lighten the mood.
She smiled a little. “Not at all. Maybe I should call him.”
“You should. You’re his mate, and I don’t think he’ll be mad at that,” I said to her, and she did as she was told.
She retrieved her phone and dialed his number. She waited for him to pick up, but he never did. I watched her quietly but didn’t say anything. Then she got up.
“I’ll be
