EXILE

I groaned and rubbed Tristian's side of the bed to find it empty. He didn't come to the room last night. Ever since he left that day, I have found myself wanting him. I can't describe the feeling, but Alora said that it's just because we are mated now. I rolled over and glanced at the clock, it was eight in the morning and the sun was shining bright. I knew that I needed to tell Tristian the truth because there was no point in lying to him. I needed him to tell me what was happening to me because I was confused. I sat up and gasped when I noticed him standing by the window staring off into the distance.

"Good morning, how did you sleep?" I yawned stretching my arms.