129 Strange dreams (1)

Esme stared at her friend for a moment, reading his facial expression and feeling her chest tighten at what he must be going through right now. Before she met her first mate, Esme was not too concerned about getting one; like Marcus, she didn't think she would get a mate. Why would the Moon Goddess grant them such a gift? But she never waited so long to meet Ethan compared to Marcus, who was still mate-less after six years.

"I think you are being too pessimistic. You've only ever been in the Hellhounds, Marcus. You can't say for sure you won't have a mate if you haven't travelled much further than the forest; ah ah, let me finish," She pointed her finger up, stopping her friend from interrupting. "Don't you dare say you have travelled because the missions Camilla sent you on do not count. We were in and out within thirty minutes, after days of watching like damned animals stalking their prey."