Rain’s POV
I was playing with my mate’s hair, loving the silky texture between my fingers and the way the light caught in the white locks. There was something relaxing about playing with it. The way it felt as it slit across my fingers tickled my skin just right. And I loved the scent of her shampoo that seemed to fill the air with every flick across my hand.
My sweet mate...
I remembered the day she was talking about. I had been in that cage with her, seeing all the same things she did. Struggling to get out of the silver binds that kept me immobile. I noticed that, all of a sudden, the traitor was gone, but I didn’t give it much thought. It hadn’t even crossed my mind that the woman and girl in the ring were his family, and the reason he was gone was due to passing out from the pain o
