-Elijah-
“I heard you were engaged for a short period,” my uncle said.
I looked at him sitting at the end of the table. A large group had gathered for dinner. I had thought it would only be the two of us, but, as always, he had ensured that many joined us.
“Shortly,” I replied, glancing over at Chase, who was sitting across from me.
He gave me a calm smile before taking a sip of his drink. To his right sat his mate, Jackson. I had learned they had been together for three years—a significant amount of time, especially considering I had left over five years ago. I had just turned twenty-three when I received the call about my father’s suicide attempt.
I really have missed a lot…
“Selene Wilson, right?” my uncle continued.
“It was very short,” I said, turning back to him. “And she wa
