Jyn raised her brows. "Don't tell me you intend to feed your mate with all these?"
"Why? Is there anything wrong with it?" I frown at her, "he hasn't eaten for a month. So, I need to feed him, to replenish all he has lost."
My mate has not only got slender, but his cheeks have sunk in. He looked like a shell of himself.
So, I'm out to make sure he returns to how he was before.
I need his cheeks to return to normalcy.
"This is overfeeding, Fern. You—" Is he your mate?" I frown at her. "No, but—"
"Go out there and search for a mate. When you find one, you will know what I'm talking about. And until then— help me carry the tray of food."
"I thought you don't want me to see your mate? What changed your mind?"
"And who told you I'm changing my mind? I'm not doing that."
"But you asked me to help you carry the tray to your room?"
"Yeah, I did that. Wasn't it now that I asked that of you?"
"It was."
