Derek stared keenly at his little witch, while she refused to share the dream which had caused her to shudder some minutes ago, and while she chose to change the topic. He couldn't help but feel that his mate had started hiding things from him. And he didn't like it one bit. Was she onto something already? Did she know something that he didn't? Has she caught onto their numerous lies? Did Claire and her mother say something, out of the ordinary to her? He thought, his fear increasing by each question. If any of these questions going on his mind has a positive answer, then there would be a problem. His little witch wouldn't trust him again, and inadvertently, she wouldn't tell him any happenings either.
"Tell her about us, when there is still time." His wold, Maru, mentioned.
