-Andrew-
I was going to take a shower, but I could smell Laylah outside my door. It’s been almost ten minutes, and she still hasn’t knocked. I’ve moved closer and closer to the door with each minute. There’s no way she can’t smell me now, but for some reason, she doesn’t want to come in.
I can smell you, she says softly over the link.
I know. Why haven’t you knocked?
I’m scared.
Scared? I open the door to find my mate standing just inches from me. I reach out and grab her hand, tugging her into my room. There’s no one in the hall. No doubt they’re all trying to figure out what to do about the situation.
“Why are you scared?” I ask her, reaching up to wipe a tear from her cheek with my thumb. Her eyes get darker when she cries, and while they’re beautiful, I don’t want to see
