I wait for him to say something.
He doesn’t.
And I suddenly feel very foolish for admitting everything I just said.
It just sort of came out.
He doesn’t like lying, which means he prefers honesty. So why hide from our destiny? He knows as well as I do that our souls are linked.
I’ve just known about it longer.
“Right. Sorry. I’ve had a century to prepare for this. I understand that you need more time to process it.” Which is truly heartbreaking, honestly, as we don’t have much time to spend together before the end.
However, he doesn’t know that.
And I can’t share that detail with him, either.
It’ll change fate to something worse, and given how horrific it already is, I hate to fathom whatworsecould actually mean.
Clearing my throat, I take a step toward the bucket he left on the floor. “I’ll… I’ll clean the fish,” I mutter, needing something to do. “Get it ready for dinner.”
Silence meets my words.
For once, I wished I couldseewhat might come next.
But I can’t.
Because, as with most things involving Grey, it’scloudy.
One would think being a seer might come with certain advantages. However, the only advantage I seem to have is when it comes to helping others. Never myself.
Suppressing a sigh, I pick up the bucket and set it by the sink, ready to begin.
Only my hand is caught before I can reach in to grab a fish. I glance back at Grey, confused, and suddenly find myself pinned between him and the counter as he spins me around to face him.
“What—”
His mouth comes down on mine, the kiss so unexpected that I forget how to breathe.
How to think.
How toexist.
Because my Alpha—my intended mate—is kissing me.
And I never even saw it coming…
7
GREY
A Few Seconds Earlier
Ashlyn’s confessionswere so unexpected, that I fucking forget how to breathe.
She’s a virgin.
Because she knew her fate.
