I remained seated upon the gazebo swing, and watched as my fated mate walked away from me. Still not having gained the acceptance of my rejection that I needed from her, and wondering how I could find a way to bring her to agree with me . There must be something the she-wolf would want that could make her consider my request, but first I would need to find the opportunity to catch her alone...
I could feel Grace's curious gaze upon me. Her eyes feeling like a laser burning through me as she studied me. She had caught me with my eyes upon Wren once again. I turned to her with an awkward smile, not wanting her to demand answers as to why I had my gaze lingering upon a woman she so evidently detested...
To my surprise when my eyes met hers, there was a look of concern there. "I saw the way you were watching her. You think I was too harsh on her?" Grace said almost shamedly. "You feel bad for her?"
