Beckett

I followed Katrina into one of the spare rooms, unsure what to expect. When I'd stuck up for Luka against my aunt and shared my story with him, it wasn't for Katrina. I'd accepted Luka for who he is as a person, not who he's related to. I accepted that I needed to earn his forgiveness and make peace with him if I didn't want a rift in the mating bond, and I had to accept that I was the one at fault.

"What you did in there," Katrina speaks up, turning away from the closed door, facing me as she speaks, "It was really brave of you."

"I didn't do it to be brave. I did it because I wanted Luka to know that he isn't alone."

"I know," Katrina responds, biting her lower lip. And I want you to know that I'm not doing this because you've finally accepted Luka into our group. I'm doing this because I want to. I'm doing this because I've craved your touch since you taught me how to control my water affinity. Because every moment I'm not with you, I dream of how you'll feel inside me."

I walk