Chapter Eighty-Two

Kyra-

Zeke’s mood seemed to dissolve at the mention of Hunter having order a gown for me. I thought it was sweet that Hunter had thought about it, but I knew how excited Zeke had been about it. I felt a bit of guilt over it, but knowing Hunter had ordered a gown for me, had me smiling. I tried to hide it, but I must have not done a very good job of it.

“Do you love him?” Zeke asked, upon seeing my smile.

“We are mated.” I told him, not knowing how love was even relevant.

“But do you love him?” He asked again, looking at me as if I had grown a third eyeball or something.

I thought about it for a minute. Did I love Hunter? I wasn’t even sure if I knew the meaning of love. I had moments where I thought I did, but now that I think about it, I wasn’t even sure what it meant to be in love with someone.

I knew that mates were destined for each other and they felt a connection with the one they were mated to. But how can I truly know if it was