~Amolet

　　She knows we are mates. How, I don't know, but she knows.

　　Cian's gaze seizes me, but reveals nothing. Panic overwhelms me as I realise everyone in this room is genuinely expecting me to walk up and kiss him, despite the fact that he is my mate and this is the last situation I want to be in when I reveal to him that we are. I would hate to know what Ira would do with that information once it has been confirmed.

　　"Absolutely not," I say firmly, backing up a wary step toward the door. Not that running out is of much use now. Now when I'm here,...