Anker.
Emilia's ill condition left me awestruck. She fell asleep and I watched my mate sleep.
I thought you said that was because she had never left? You said a combination of fear and illness."
I immediately turn around to see him lean on the wall, fixing his gaze on me. He was the one I had confided in, revealing to him what Anton had said about Emilia being our mate.
"Maybe he was nearby." He shrugs his shoulders at me as I look at my sister.
She actually tried avoiding attracting attention to herself by paying more attention to her coffee. I could sense that she was up to something, being silent. I've never seen her stay silent for up to a minute before, she barely does that.
"Spit it out." I snapped at her.
'Why the fuck is it always Theresa.' Anton prowls around the back of my mind. I already knew he wants to have it out with Theresa's wolf, midnight.
"Well, I know nothing about it." Theresa keeps her eyes low.
