Chapter 67

• My mate is as ferocious as ever. We sit down on the cave floor, our backs leaning against the wall and waiting. Waiting for what I don’t know. For all we know whoever has been using the cave is long gone. Or this is a trap of some description, but Charisma looks unfazed, her hair almost glowing in the dim lighting. I sighed and turned to her, unable to help myself as she raises a brow in question.
• “What is it?” she asks me softly.
• I hesitate but I can’t help myself. I need to know why she kept secrets from me. I need to know why she felt the need to keep it from me when I would have done nothing but support her. It hurt now to know I was not her first mate but her second and part of me could not help comparing myself to Alpha Leon and finding myself wanting. What could she possibly see in me when she could have had the likes of him? I struggle to find the right words to say, not wanting to offend her and yet needing to know.