ELARA’S POV
“I know someone who is going to be very interested to hear that you found your mate, Theron,” Marcus said, still grinning.
I shot a glance at Theron, feeling out of the loop. “Who?”
Theron glared at Marcus before looking at me. “No one important.”
“But there is someone?”
Theron pinched the bridge of his nose. “There might be someone who might not…be pleased about it. But she doesn’t matter.”
I leaned forward, trying to get Theron to look at me. “Who is it, and why would she not be pleased?”
Theron shot another glare at Marcus. “Maris. She’s the daughter of one of the noblemen in the kingdom, and she used to be a close friend of mine.”
I scoffed. “A close friend? You mean a f**k buddy?”
Marcus snorted at my bluntness while Theron’s face just turned a bright shade of red
