Ember
Looking at the pile of clothes neatly folded on the dresser, I sigh and flop back onto the bed I sit on. True to Zaid’s words, he took me shopping and bought me everything I wanted, but it came with a catch. He wants me to wait here in this cabin for his return, wants me to be patient and quiet while he returns to his pack without me.
I know he says there is danger there, but I am his mate—a mate he should want to have beside him at all times.
“Ember?” Hearing his deep voice call my name, I sit up and turn towards the door. Zaid walks in, sadness in his eyes as he takes me in with a gentle smile.
“I have to make a call, so I’m going for a walk. I’ll be back in about ten minutes,” my mate says, walking towards me and placing a kiss on top of my head.
“Why can’t you make the call
