I knew that Wren wanted to get away. The instant Grace had left us, it had been clear that Wren had intended to move in the same direction. She was avoiding being alone with me, and I wasn't sure why. But I had somehow managed to convince her to stay, and the moment my door closed behind her it felt oddly awkward to be alone. We had shared plenty of time together, and some fraught moments, but it had never felt like this...
Her beautiful eyes watched me with uncertainty, and I faltered for a moment. I wanted nothing more than to kiss her... was that so wrong? This girl was my mate after all. But I knew I had to resist. I was lucky she was here at all. If I were to place a kiss upon those lips of hers then she was likely to flee and refuse to be alone with me again.
