Kassandra's POV
He stares at me for a long time. His gaze is melting me but at the same time, it's pulling me close to him.
I seriously don't know what I am blabbering about. We are already in the city - I can easily make an excuse and run away from him. But why am I not doing it anymore?
I can get away with him and ask for help, yet, I am here talking about how I can hear his greatest secrets.
My questions are piling up each day. The more time I spend with Clayden, my curiosity grows bigger.
I have lots of confusion as well—as to why he keeps on telling me I am his mate, that we have a bond, and whatnot—everything!
On why they existed, how they were hidden, if the government hid them, why were the rogues attacking people... there are so many of those questions and I am willing to give up my freedom just to have his answers.