Fated Mate Isn’t Me
Adrian didn’t appear.
Addie was an unusually sweet pup. Unless he was hungry or uncomfortable, he barely fussed. Most of the time, he lay quietly, wide eyes, those peach-blossom eyes that looked so much like Adrian’s, watching the world. He smiled at people with a toothless grin that could melt you.
Today, William had to go to a nearby city for work and wouldn’t be back until evening.
The afternoon sun was lovely. We were low on formula and household supplies, so I told the nanny to keep an eye on Addie while I went to the market nearby.