Amira

Jane was trying to hide who her mate was. The silence between us felt heavy and thick. I could see the walls she had built around herself. These walls were made of secrets and shame.

Every part of me wanted to break through those walls. I wanted to shake the truth from her lips. But I couldn’t do that.

I wouldn’t become another person who forced her to speak. I wouldn’t become another voice asking for pieces of her soul when she wasn’t ready to give them.

I didn’t want to force ...