“I’ve never had a mate.” Ethan began.

My breath caught softly in my throat. A frown tugged at my brows. I raised my head slightly, just enough to see his expression. His eyes were hazed and seemingly distant.

“Really?” I whispered.

He leaned his head back against the seat, staring far ahead into nowhere in Particular. “Not in the way you have.” His lips twisted slightly. “The bond is supposed to be put in place way before we meet the one meant for us, right? That’s how ...