C115 Short Story 1: The Mating Bond

Darcia’s P.O.V

“Baby…” Katherine leaned against my bike, her green eyes narrowed at me as she studied me from head to toe. “You’ve been very distant lately. Is something wrong?”

“No.” I gave her an almost half-hearted answer as I drank from my coffee cup. Truth be told, I had been extremely distracted since last month.

I had finally turned eighteen