My mate stirred beside me. Unlike most days, when she had begun to turn to me for morning fun, she attempted to slip from the bed unnoticed. Just as she had the day before. Something was amiss, and I did not like it. I waited, pretending to sleep, and my wolf snarled within my mind, unsettled at the possibility our new mate was hiding things from us.
We had waited so very long for our fated mate, I had even given up all hope she existed. I think at one point there was a chance I would have forgiven her anything. But, now I laid here, sensing doubt as it coursed through my body, a numbness spread over me. Was she planning to escape me? Had my sweet young mate decided that an older mate was not what she wanted after all?
‘Stop.’ Atlas growled angrily. He did not like the thought of losin
