Chapter 151. My Mate

Oscar POV

“You were on that ship?” I ask her. I close the door behind us, keeping my hand in hers as I lead her toward the chair. I sit across from her on the bed, the only place to do so in this small room.

She keeps her eyes on me. I can see the fear and trauma in them that is tempered by the experience we just went through together: meeting our mate for the first time.

“Yes,” she confirms.

I furrow my brow, and a wave of fury washes over me... not at her, of course, but I’m imagining what the situation must be for a young woman like her to be on a ship full of kidnappers.

If they laid one hand on her....

“No one hurt me,” she says quickly, as if she understands my thoughts.

She’s my mate. I suppose she does know what