Zeke POV
To my surprise she grabs both our hands and softly says “it’s ok, you don’t have to spit it out, I know what you are trying to say and I am so sorry for your loss”. Her eyes are glassy with water and although my heart is tearing all over again at reminiscing my sister, I can’t help but admire her compassion. Even for us, considering what we have been like to her. Electric sparks are shooting through my hand where she is touching it, and I’m not sure if it was her intention – but the mate bond soothes my pain a little. We remain like that for several minutes, neither of us feel compelled to speak yet. After we have gathered our bearings again Zane breaks the comfortable silence, wearing an awkward expression. “It was never personal, we just really didn’t like nor trusted any rogue
