Penelope pov
Penelope was sitting on the bed and felt the bond break. It wasn’t as heart breaking as Liliana described it to be. However, she still reached for Brad’s Tshirt she had tucked under her pillow. When he was packing his small bag of clothes Penelope couldn’t help but keep the first shirt she bought him. Braxton had wore it so often that it was covered in his smell, no matter how much he washed it. She had kept it and the shirt soothed her.
Noah saw her touching the shirt and immediately grabbed it. Noah smelled the shirt and drew back in disgust.
“What the hell is this Pen?” He asked her. Goddess she hated when he called her that. She never admitted that aloud before, but now that they were no longer mates she finally could.
“Don’t call me that,” Penelope said reaching for
