KILLIAN'S POV.
I didn't remember walking back to my room.
One moment, I was standing outside the office.
The next...
I was pacing in my room.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Again.
And again.
My room had become too small.
Every turn brought Mother's words back.
"You won't mate a woman you have no feelings for."
I stopped.
"...It was a slip of the tongue."
The words sounded weak even to me.
I rubbed a hand over my face.
Why had I said that?
Why that?
For years, every conversation about mating had ended the same way.
I didn't want a mate.
I wasn't interested.
End of discussion.
Feelings had never entered the conversation.
Not once.
So why now?
I exhaled sharply.
"This is ridiculous."
I wasn't developing feelings for Meadow.
Or for any other woman, for that matter.
