Anaiah's POV
" What the fuck, Ana!" Leondre roars after I finish telling him about the voices I've been
hearing lately.
"Brother, relax. Ana, how long has this been happening?" Asks Arya. She grabs a strong drink
and gives it to her brother.
I explain everything that has been happening and my mate's eyes darken with anger. I get up
from the couch and rub his back, calming him and as usual, works like magic. I kiss his neck
and sigh.
"This person has got the power to reach your mind and talk to you," Murmurs beta Dan.
"Do you think it's the reason we were attacked, they wanted to measure our strength and
take the Queen?"
My mate lets out a deafening growl and I frown. After discussing half of the night, we are
ready to go to bed. Leondre carried me bridal style and once in bed, he scoots me closer to
him and strokes my hair. I stare up at him and he smiles. Comfortable silence engulfs us and
my eyes droop.
Leondre's POV
