-Andrew-
Ethan can’t be Cora’s mate. He can’t. As far as anyone knows, his father tried to kill me, and my Grandfather killed him. The truth is even worse.
He’s probably lying. He’s making this up to get the pack. This can’t be real.
Cora comes up behind me, gently placing her hand on my back as she stands beside me, looking at him with eyes that are far too dreamy. “You’re my mate.”
Ethan nods once, his eyes wildly going between the two of us. “I am. I’m Ethan. It’s… I…” he pauses and takes a deep breath. “It’s nice to meet you,” he tells her, holding out his hand to her.
Cora takes it, gently shaking his hand with a giggle. “I’m Cora. Umm… Princess Cora.”
“No,” I say flatly, reaching out to break where their hands are connected. “No. Cora, go inside.”
“Excuse you?” s
