Natalie closed her eyes. His words tugged at her heart.
“I mourned her, and the pack mourned the loss of my Luna.”
“No wonder Fiona was so angry with me,” Natalie sighed.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Yes, it does,” Natalie argued.
“No, it doesn’t.”
Hary ’s tone was severe.
Natalie looked at him and swallowed down her nerves.
“If it doesn’t matter what anyone else believes, why tell them that I am a second chance mate? That the Goddess has found you someone new?” she asked.
“You weren’t supposed to hear any of that.”
“If it doesn’t matter, then why are you so scared about what I might have heard today?” she asked, getting more worked up.
“Natalie …”
“If it doesn’t matter, then why hide all of the fear and worry you have about me being here?” she asked.
Natalie licked her lips and smil
