~Mark~

The seconds ticked by, and my anxiety was growing. I came out with it; I told Tia that Jenna was my fated mate, and I was met with silence. I swear I could probably hear a pin drop if there were one dropping.

Tia is standing at the window, looking out onto the land. She hasn’t made any reaction; she hasn’t spoken, and she hasn’t really moved. I have no idea what she is going to say to me, and that makes me anxious. Tia is my best friend, and I want to do anything I can for her. I know Jenna, and she has had some major issues, but I’m not sure if I will be strong enough to let Jenna go if Tia were to ask me to do so.

Tia starts to pace a bit, and I take a step back and watch her. She looks at me, then looks away again. She paces a bit, then repeats the looks. I can’t decipher what the looks mean or if I should be worried. Tia stops packing and walks over to the couch to have a seat. I’m not sure what to do, so I stay at the window.

make my way over to the couch,

to do some physical damage. I try to sit back but am too anxious to relax. I keep shifting around on the couch, not knowing what to do with my hands or my body. I feel a hand on my arm, and

to know her.” I can feel my heart sinking with each word that Tia speaks. She isn’t

to the ceiling in an attempt to keep my tears at bay. “I don’t want to lose you.”

I sigh with relief. I was so concerned that this would come between the two of us. A fated mate is everything, but so is a best friend. “I’m telling you

she and I will ever come together. She seems hell-bent on having your mates. She didn’t even acknowledge

her loss. She’d be

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