Why are you hiding?

KANE

I stood in the shadows, watching as Catherine sat with my mother. I watched how her delicate fingers scribbled something on parchment.

They were outside in the garden, surrounded by vibrant flowers. My mate was here, just within reach, yet something gnawed at me. A primal need to claim her, to keep her close, warred with the fear that I could destroy her.

I clenched my fists, willing myself to stay calm. My mother’s voice floated over to me, cheerful and full of excitement as she guided Catherine through the process of sending invitations to dignitaries across the realm. Invitations for a mating ceremony she really wanted to happen.

Catherine’s head was bent over her work and the sunlight shined on her golden hair in such a way that it took my breath away. She was so beautiful, so fragile.

And yet, here she was, preparing for a ceremony as if everything between us was settled. As if she wasn’t trapped in this.

Unable to stay back any longer, I strode toward them, to join in wha