Kyra's POV
The sweet scent of flowers mixed with leather hit me as I pushed Nathan back. I'd seen the shop lady walking our way. My wolf Sylvia whined inside me, not understanding why I was pushing our ex-mate away.
"Here you go, miss. These would look great on you," the lady said, holding up two dresses—one white, one pink, same style.
I just nodded and went to try them on. Once I was alone in the tiny room, I wiped my tears and took deep breaths. I needed to pull myself together. My hand went straight to my belly, to our baby. The baby Nathan didn't even know was his.
When I came out, I saw Nathan sitting on a small couch, looking too big for it. He looked up at me, and I felt that pull between us hit hard. That mate bond was still there, making my heart ache with memories. He got up and walked toward me, and I could smell his mint scent growing stronger.
"Want to check out more stores?" he asked softly, sounding like he hoped I'd say yes.
