Gianna

I’ve been in the garden now for hours. The cold air is starting to nip at my nose. Time to go back in there.

I walk towards the house, wondering if Lorcan is going to find me anytime today.

Why do I even care?

As I near the building, I notice Lorcan through one of the lower windows.

That must be his office, but who are those people inside with him?

My heart starts thumping hard in my chest. My veins begin to pound, and my canines begin to slide out of my gums.

Who the fuck is the whore in Lorcan’s arms?

And why it is bothering me so much?

Possibly because if he does anything with her, even a kiss, I’ll feel it. I’ve heard how painful that can be, feeling everything your mate does wit