Regina didn't say a word. She reluctantly accepted the phone, her gaze lingering on the sleek, high-end design of it. Her thoughts drifted back to last night, standing next to Waldo at the dessert shop, where she'd noticed *her*. That mate...
A sharp, unexplained ache tightened in her chest, and Regina bit her lip to hide it.
Waldo's gaze was intense as he watched her. Her fleeting look of panic and sorrow hadn't escaped his notice. Despite her best efforts to mask it, he could see it clearly.
Last night, he'd retreated to his room, but his mind had been restless. When he'd asked Regina if she was in love with him, a small, almost guilty sense of pleasure stirred inside him. That thought disgusted him. His love belonged only to Cecilia… no other mate deserved it—especially not Regina.
