Game of Destiny (Amie and Finlay) novel Chapter 150

I took Sarah into the livingroom and made sure she was comfortable on a couch. She had brought her needle work and sat on one end of the couch working on it. I sat down at the other end, giving her some space.

“That is beautiful, you are very talented,” I said after a while.

“Thank you. Tamara taught me when I first mated her son,” Sarali said.

“And you are already this good at it? Impressive. Aunt Matilda has tried to teach me how to knit, but I don’t have the patience for it. After a while, my mind starts to wander and I lose count of where I am. I do like to watch her when she does it. It looks so relaxing,” I told Sarah. It was the longest conversation we had ever had. I had a feeling she wanted to say something, so I waited. I started to feel my intuition was wrong as the silence had dragged on for so long when she finally spoke.

“Alpha Finlay treats you with a lot of kindness,” she said. It was a statement, but she asked it as a question. I smiled as she had brought up one of my favourite subjects, my mate.

“He does,” I confirmed. “I don’t know how much you know about our history,” I said.

“Tamara told me you discovered you were mates quite a while after meeting each other, she never explained why, Sarah said.

“It’s true. We knew each other for six years before our bond clicked in place. He has always treated me well. I had some deep emotional scars when he found me, but I knew after my first weekend here that he was an amazing Alpha and a good wolf. was blessed to get him as my mate. My first mate rejected me, so I know how precious a good one is,” I told her. Her eyes grew big.

“You were rejected?” she asked.

“I was. In front of my entire former pack. It wasn’t a fun experience and it made it hard for me to trust. Finn just has this way of making me feel safe, which is why I got into his stupid truck after talking to him for an hour and letting him take me here. He has always made me feel like I had value, that I could contribute to the pack and that I was important to him.” I looked at Sarah and there was something in her eyes, a shadow of a pain I recognised. It was self doubt and the pain of thinking you weren’t good enough. “Ryan wasn’t like that?” I asked. Sarah looked down at the needle work, she was fidgeting with some loose threads.

“No,” she said in almost a whisper. I let her take her time. “He was very determined. He knew what he wanted and he focused on getting it,” Sarah continued. It was as if she was so used to not speaking ill of her mate she was trying to frame his actions in as good of a light as possible.

“We have heard stories about the new rules from the families we have taken in and those who our allies care for,” I told her. I could see a shiver run down her body.

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