Sweat started to form in my palms. Two minutes had passed since I had broken the news to Adrian, and he has remained in the same spot with the same look plastered on his face. His eyes staring deep into mine. I couldn’t sense any type of emotion from him. His feelings were blocked through our bond from earlier, and I couldn’t stop myself from overthinking. What could he be feeling? Is he sad? Mad?
Regret started to consume me whole as my thoughts kept on wandering from one possible explanation to another. He must not be happy with my news. I wouldn’t blame him. I had already been a sorry excuse for a mate. Rejecting our sacred bond that had eliminated my link to him. Our only saving grace was Adrian’s refusal to my rejection. His tether to me never broken by my rejection. Even after I ha
