Thirteen

Cleo’s POV

Never in my life had I allowed anyone to see me fall apart. Since my parents died, I had always kept my emotions in check. Sure, I’d struggled from time to time, I mean who wouldn’t? But I had Daphne, and she was all I needed. Roman wasn’t at all how I’d expected him to be. Let’s face it, with a reputation and a family like his, sympathetic isn’t a word you’d think to associate him with. Last night however proved just why you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. He listened to each and every word I spoke. Not once did he but in or try to tell me I should have acted differently, and to be honest… it was refreshing. As much as I loved my sister, Daphne could be very judgemental. Though I hadn’t marked Roman, I could still feel everything he felt for me. His mark on my neck acting like a tour through his feelings and thoughts. He genuinely cared for my wellbeing and not just because of the mate bond.

When I grew tired, I’d asked Roman to show me where my room was to which he t