Nyx's POV
"You're his mate too."
"And she was his first. The Moon Goddess doesn't give second mates, Beta. Either the bond with me is wrong, or—" I stopped. I didn't want to finish that sentence.
"Or what?"
"I don't know." I gestured toward the castle doors. "But it looked pretty clear to me which one he wanted."
He didn't answer. He didn't need to. We both knew what we'd just witnessed.
Warrick had looked at Diane like she was everything he'd lost, returned to him whole. I'd seen that moment of confusion on his face, but I'd also seen the way he'd held her. The way his voice had broken when he said her name.
Whatever doubt he'd felt, it hadn't stopped him from pulling her into his arms.
He hadn't looked at me. Hadn't even acknowledged I was there until I'd spoken.
I was the Lake
