Chapter 232

Sofia spent the rest of training in silence, clearly shaken, though she kept her turmoil contained. Soon after, Leonardo slipped away, following in the direction Fabio had gone. I kept an eye on Sofia, sensing the storm in her mind. We'd only ever discussed mates once, and that was back when she was eighteen—when she still hadn’t felt any pressure to find hers. Sofia’s independence was always her trademark; she believed she’d meet her mate when the time was right. Yet, finding him only for him to bolt… none of us saw that coming. These things just happened, a sudden rupture that left you sifting through the pieces, wondering where everything went wrong.