Adalard gritted his teeth. Chad’s appearance couldn’t have happened at a worse time. Samara’s confession that she could see his colors confirmed what he already knew—she was his mate. It was the fear and confusion in her eyes and voice that worried him.
Ha’ven had warned him that humans were unaware of the power they held inside themselves. Arrow suspected, from Ha’ven’s description of what happened when he met Emma, that a chemical and physical bond, latent inside Emma, had been awakened. Adalard didn’t care how it had happened, just that it had! He would leave the biology of it to his anal twin to figure out.
“Mason went over the rules with you, didn’t he?” Chad asked.
“Yes,” he replied in a curt tone.
“Good, good. Is there anything specific you are here for? Anything I can help you
