AUTHOR’S POV
Maia's eyes widened as her phone vibrated again, and a low groan escaped her lips as she reached for it. She knew exactly who it was, and a part of her wished she could ignore it, ignore him. However, this time, it was a text message rather than a phone call.
She shouldn’t have read it; she knew it would only twist the knife deeper. She and Aura were already falling apart, and each message from him made her feel even worse. He was her mate, and yes, she loved him—but she couldn’t handle being with him right now, couldn’t handle who he was.
Opening the text, she expected him to be demanding why she hadn’t answered. Instead, her eyes went wide as she read, “I’m here in Timbercross.’ Maia bolted upright, her heart racing. She replied quickly, “Go home.” But the reply came fas
