Edrick
I couldn’t sleep at all that night after the picnic.
It was for a variety of reasons: first of all, I was still admittedly upset over what Moana had told me earlier that day. I knew that I shouldn’t have been jealous or hurt over it, as Moana was my mate and what happened between us was only fate striking at just the right time, but it didn’t make it hurt any less. I just wished that she told me sooner that she broke up with her ex not even an hour before we met, and I had to admit that the way she pitied him made my mood darken.
However, that feeling was quickly overshadowed by the way that she suddenly blurted something out.
It was only one word: “No.”
Somehow, I knew that she was talking to her wolf, and not to me. But what were they talking about? Was there s
