Chapter 21

When Keller looks me in the eye, he stops speaking and looks unsure of himself. He stands up and rubs his fingers over his forehead, then looks at me again. He sighs heavily and drops his shoulders.

“So here’s the thing, Zara. Is it weird that I don’t feel the mate bond the way everyone says I should? Yeah. I think it’s weird as Hell, but there’s nothing I can do about it. That being said, you seem like a sweet girl. If things were different, maybe we could try to make it work. You know? Figure out where we could take things and find out what is going on with this messed up mate bond.” He rubs the back of his neck, looking uncomfortable at his words. “You know what? Hold on. This shit is heavy. I need a shot. You want a shot?”

“You mean alcohol?” I look up at the clock, “Keller, it’s eight-thirty in the morning and I don’t drink. I just turned eighteen.”

“You’re right. Maybe just a beer,” he wanders out into the k