Regrets

*Abi POV*

Omario continues chatting with Olivia and Loyd while I pretend to be drowsy and then sleeping. With my eyes closed I try to link with my wolf.

“Nina. Are you really there?”

Nothing

“If you…I am really looking forward to talking to you.”

Still nothing

I really don’t know how the first communication with one’s wolf is meant to start but I can’t wait to have someone who completely understands me and feels everything I feel.

“Please talk to me.” I am desperate, she’s apparently kickass but she’s two years late already.

“What are you waiting for, Nina?”

I eventually give up and listen in on Omario and his fiancée conversation. Loyd must have gone out when I was trying to talk to Nina because I don’t hear him anymore.

“I thought we would spend this evening together. Why can’t you get other slaves to care for her?” Olivia asks. Maybe I am imagining the menacing tone but it makes me cringe.

“Servants,” Omario corrects her.

“It’s the same thing,” she insists and there’s the to