Chapter Thirty-Five

I sat on my living room couch, the entire house quiet.

I had come home with Sebastain, who had left quickly once he’d walked me inside to take care of whatever committee stuff he had. I had asked the two guards and the maid who had been watching the twins if they could take them outside for a little, maybe go on a walk. One of the guards was clearly flirting with the maid, so they all agreed to go, those two a bit more eagerly than the glum looking third wheel.

I wanted a minute alone to try and talk to my wolf.

I hadn’t talked to her in a few years now, and honestly it’s hard for me to pinpoint when she stopped talking and coming out. Although if I was really honest with myself, it was around the time I met Killian and turned away my destined mate for him. I had never asked how she felt about it, and I was starting to think that had been my first mistake. Wolves and their human counter parts are not the same soul. We’re two entirely different souls sharing one body, able to turn be