“You like flowers?” Cathal asks.“I do.”“Maybe we can look for some when you’re healed,” my son says.“Not until the war is over, Cathal. I almost lost you once.”“Yes, but instead, we found Ayda. Or rather, you found us,” he says, smiling at me.“And speaking of Ayda healing, she needs her rest, C
DimitriI’m starting to wonder if Cathal is right, that Natasha really did send Ayda to us. My son has taken to her very quickly, even before he knew that she was my mate. He’s never shown that kind of interest in any woman before, definitely never said that someone was sent by his dead mother to wa
It takes me a moment to realize that she hasn’t answered me. I lean around her to look up at her. “Ayda? What’s your favorite food?”“I…ummm…I’ll eat whatever you give me.”I frown again. What the hell kind of answer is that?“Cathal likes pizza, do you like pizza?”She nods her head.“What kind? Ch
AydaWhen we step out of the bathroom, I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do or wear. Masuzyo gave me my clothes to wear to bed and he’d tell me if I was allowed to sleep with him or not. However, Dimitri said he wants me in his bed every night.I stand in the room with a towel around my hair and one
“How long was she gone?” he asks softly.I look up and see him watching me.“Nearly a year if my calculations are correct. I’m not exactly sure, I wasn’t….I didn’t start keeping track until later.”He surprises me by reaching around me and holding me. “That must have been a terrible time for you.” H
DimitriI want to know more about my mate, but I can also tell that something is off. I haven’t quite figured out what it is yet, but she’s definitely skittish around me. Whether it’s her wolf not being here to feel the mate bond or something else, I’m not sure, so I ask questions that I think she’l
“But pain makes you stronger,” she says, as if this is common knowledge and I should know it.I close my eyes, pressing my lips tightly together as Zev once again begins thrashing around in my head. I know if I open my mouth, I’ll snarl in her face and that will only scare her more.When I get him u
She carefully pulls the blanket away from my chest, pressing her nose against me, making me smile.“Was your first mate a fated mate, Ayda?” I ask quietly in the dark room.She shakes her head against my body. “No.”“How old are you?”“I’m twenty-two,” she says, looking up at me again.“Why did you