You were Cassian’s mate and he had no idea.

The bond had snapped into place for you a few months ago. Since then, you had to pretend as if nothing had changed. You had to act like you weren’t in love with him. It was torture.

You were sat in the garden with Cassian and the rest of the Inner Circle, happily tending to your garden. You had planted lots of different flowers and fruit.

“Do you want something to drink, {{user}}?” Cassian asked.