Chapter7

#Chapter7

Feeling is Mutual

I could feel Deimos' frown at the end of the line, /"You seem... okay with it./" He says, and I couldn't blame him. I guess I've always been against second chance mates, and he didn't expect my reaction to be like this calm when I finally found mine. I guess he expected me to suicide or something.

I looked away from Phoebe's intense stare, finding the floor as an interesting sight. /"Well, I kind of am, honestly. I'm glad I found my second chance./" I mumbled under my breath.

Since we're all werewolves with heightened senses, it was no surprise when they still heard me. /"So.../" Deimos cleared his throat, /"Who's the guy?/"

A second ticked by.

/"Atlas,/" I sighed, and I think Phoebe is going to pass out in front of me, /"He's also a rejected mate of Eris./"

/"Correct me if I'm wrong, but.../" there were more uncomfortable shifts on Deimo's part, /"Isn't Eris your true mate's chosen mate?/"

/"Yes./"