Nineteen

Sunlight barely peeked into my room since the curtains were drawn. I sighed in relief as my eyes didn't have to adjust so much. Quickly, I rubbed my blue orbs to clear them of last night's sleep. My naked body stayed wrapped in blankets comfortably as I remembered everything. Part of my feels pathetic for crying while trying to mate; the other part of me is proud that I didn't pass out from the stress of the memories I relived. That would've been worse.

Stretching, I subconsciously reached for Tate and frowned when he wasn't in my four post bed next to me.

Maybe he changed his mind.

The thought from Aura drifted through my head. Anxiety creeped up my throat but I forced it down hard. No. I believed him when he said he loved us, I stated, mostly to reassure myself. A smile grew on my