Emily's POV

This wasn't any usual boast, though.

While I laid on the bed, thinking about tomorrow, Douglas walked into my room. We no longer shared bedrooms here although we did in my estate. He slightly pulled the door open, I raised my head up, the room was a bit dim, adorned with my favorite dim blue light.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" He asked.

"No, not yet." I rose up from the bed to sit, curving my legs and my hand over me.

"What's wrong, Emily?" He covered his face, nervous that he mentioned my name, though we were mates in the physical realms, he knew he could never be...