Catalina’s POV
We make our way upstairs and into our apartment.
“I feel like we are never here anymore.” I say.
“I know. Our life has taken a huge turn. It’s not what I thought it would be at all.” Andrew says.
I’m really not the mate he was expecting to have. Most mates aren’t at the center of a prophecy about an upcoming war.
“Andrew I’m sorry I’m such a complicated mate.” I say. He looks at me and raises an eyebrow.
“Oh my love. You are the best mate anyone could ask for. Nothing that has happened is your fault. Yes things have been difficult at times, but I wouldn’t change it for the world.” He scoops me up bridal style and carries me to the bedroom. He places me on the bed.
“I’ll run you a bath and then make us some coffee. I have a feeling we will be up for a while.” Andrew
