Drake’s eyes were pinned on her face as he spoke to his friend and technical leader. “She knocked the cups out of my best friend’s and most hated enemies’ hands at the same time. Managing to get just the one word of warning out, before she was carried under, by the toxin meant for us.”

“Our brothers told me,” Luke assured him.

Drake folded in on himself as he buried his face in the pillow next to her trying to hide his tears. “Do you know she has no confidence in herself? Her family has made her feel like she is so much less than she is. It makes me want to cry every time she looks around in confusion when I compliment her.”

A hand grasped his shoulder and squeezed. “You have much in common.”

“She is meant to be my mate.”

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