Chapter 25
Ace KB texted Wyatt to get dinner, Mexican specifically, apparently Skye’s favorite when she’s drunk. She was curled into herself on the couch, holding the bottle to her chest, her expression was comical in the abundance of overthinking that was happening. She kept peppering questions in at random times, still processing everything we told her. Skye turned to Wyatt, “Did YOU know?” her nostrils slightly flared. Wyatt smiled at her, chuckling softly. “How could I not? KB is my mate. I don’t have anything special about me but I am a part of their clan.” She nodded her head, muttering the word ‘mate’ under her breath. We all sunk into the food, KB putting on a movie. I was giving Skye as much space as possible, letting her process. But I refuse to leave her alone. A faint snoring interr
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