Chapter 14. We Are One

My heart plummets into my stomach as his Alpha tone sees through, and I know I’m being commanded and not asked. That doesn’t sit well, and the sense of foreboding that sentence gives me rips my soul in two. Whatever he wants to say will not be about finding a way to make this work without his father’s blessing. He wouldn’t worry about our bond strengthening if that were true. I try to ignore the suspicions, but I can’t.

Just meet me, please.

This time the tone is gone, and it’s a request with a little underlying plea. I hold in the urge to beg him to talk more now and push the tears aside, clinging onto hope that maybe face to face it will be something good, not what I fear, and nod into my empty room. Heaviness consuming me as heartache gnaws at my stomach and chest.

I’ll be there.

I sound deflated, sad. Close to breaking, with a raw huskiness in my tone that I can’t conceal, I wait for him to close the link between us. Like waiting for something painful to