Amelia
“I see you, Amelia,” He said, his voice deep and intense. “The way you care for others, how hard you work, how you hide your pain behind a smile. I’ve always seen you.”
His words, his touch, melted the walls I had built around myself. Confused by his words.
"But why would you notice me at all?” I asked, bewildered and struggling to understand. “ I'm just—”
"My mate," he interrupted, his green eyes burning with an intensity that stole my breath. A low growl rumbled in his chest, possessive and primal.
"You're my mate, Amelia.”
This was the first time he was calling me his mate and accepting me like this. Heat bloomed across my cheeks and down my neck as the words I had longed to hear finally reached my ears. This was something I was always craving for. I became very emotion
