Chapter 38 Fountain Confessions

• Frantic heels clicked against the stone pathway leading to the gardens, the cool night air hitting her flushed skin. Panic drove her forward, each step taking her further from the ballroom's suffocating atmosphere and the prince whose presence had threatened to unravel every carefully constructed wall she'd built around her heart.
• "We should have stayed," Bria whimpered in her mind, the wolf's distress adding to Bobby's emotional chaos. "Our mate came for us. He sought us out."
• "He'll reject us," Bobby shot back through their mental link, her breathing ragged. "Just like Chad did. Just like everyone always does."