Reed’s pov

“Why are you here? I don’t need a counsellor.” I sighed deeply, getting annoyed for not having some personal time alone for myself. I don’t want to talk to anyone.

“I know you don’t.” Diana stopped and sit right next to me on the ground. I look at her from the corner of the eye. None of us said anything. the silence was deafening. But… somehow, I liked it. with Diana I couldn’t care less about being judged. She had already seen me at my worst.

But with Esma, I can’t tell. I feel her getting intimidated, scared even terrified through the mate bond. on the top of...