The Walk Rogan's POV

The breeze was cool and I was grateful as it allowed me to calm myself as we strode along making our way down and over closer to home. For the last 100 feet, she didn’t speak and I waited as I knew my mother was gathering her thoughts and looking back maybe making it so we weren’t in earshot of anyone especially anyone who would be listening to that would report to the High Priestess. I tried to gather my thoughts and prepared for her questions.

“So are you going to tell me?” She finally glanced over at me and I speed up my walk to match hers. I decided to play dumb as the best first option.

“I’m not sure what you mean mom.” I shrugged my shoulders and took in her dark brown eyes staring at me. My mom was truly an amazing woman and beautiful too. She was so comforting and warm and I was grateful she had picked up on what might be happening rather than my father who would have been furious I was even engaging another person before I was for sure they were my mate. “Rogan, ar