After breakfast and bath, I go to the sunroom, with the help of a servant who ushers me towards it. I sit on the couch overlooking the massive garden in front. Over half of its walls are made of glass with creeping vines on the glass roof that serves as a shade to the room. The wall behind me is the only solid structure in the room.
Alone and uncomfortable, I raise my feet on the couch and hug my knees to my chest. The sunroom is on the second floor, and even if the garden is beautiful, I just can’t help but be anxious. This really is not a place for a werewolf.
The door opens and Theo comes in. I notice him taking a breath, but I look away. I sense him coming closer.
“Kaiya…” he says.
I can hear the love in his voice, but his actions speak otherwise. Leaving me for a month without a word? I don’t think that’s love. Nowra says that she and her mate can’t even be apart for a week.
Then he sits on the couch in front of me. I watch him. He is tapping his feet with his hands together. He is staring at me. Conscious, I sit properly this time.