I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply; I didn’t need to turn to know who it was.
“I didn’t think I’d see you again”, he said softly, running his hand down to take my hand in his, “I missed you, Freya.”
Having him touch me brought back a flood of memories; good and bad. “I came back for my Mum”, I whispered. He growled quietly and sat down next to me, “Don’t lie to me, Freya. If you’d really only come home for her, then you wouldn’t be here right now. No, you knew I’d be here; that’s why you came.”
I turned to face him, “You’re so sure of yourself, aren’t you?”, I smirked.
“I don’t need to be. I know how I make you feel; I make you question yourself in ways you never have before. In case you’ve forgotten, I’m your mate.”
“That may be true, but I don’t want a mate, I’ve ma
