Caleb
“Our mate is broken,” Gibson sounds sad as I watch her run off. “We should fix her.”
“She’s not a broken toy that I can glue together,” I grunt as I turn back to the stables. Actually, I was planning to go to my office, but Aria might get it into her pretty head that I am following her.
“I can help, you know?” Gibson sounds restless. “You and she should shift together. Her wolf and I should connect.”
“I’m not forcing her hand, Gibson,” I warn him. “I want her to be with me because she wants to. No other reason.”
“I will never forgive you if I lose her because of your pride,” Gibson growls at me.
“And I won’t be able to live with myself if I manipulate her,” I shrug. “So, we’re even.”
I ignore Gibson and his sulking as I enter the stables. I might as well keep busy and prepare
