"Because I'm scared, Layla." Lori's admission came out as a whisper. "I'm terrified."
Her wolf went still.
The frantic pacing stopped. The whining ceased. Layla sat down in the corner of Lori's mind, her head tilted, her amber eyes fixed on her human with an intensity that made Lori's chest ache.
“Scared of what?” Layla asked quietly.
Lori leaned back against the headboard, staring at the ceiling.
"Of him," she admitted. "Of how powerful he is. Of how cold he seems. Of the age difference. Of what he'll think when he finds out that his fated mate is... me."
“What is wrong with you?”
Lori let out a hollow laugh. "What isn't wrong with me? I'm not pretty like Iva. I'm not powerful. I don't come from a prestigious family. I'm a healer, Layla… and possible future doctor. Our family produ
