#Chapter 57: Conflicted

Elara

Tasha’s voice was muffled against my palm, but I could make out the odd burst of words here and there: “Knew it—mates—possible—Goddess!”

Draken and I exchanged panicked looks as I kept my hand clamped over her mouth. If she kept this up, half of the office would catch on. And this was not what either of us wanted.

“Tasha,” Draken whispered urgently, glancing back at the locked door. “Promise