Chapter Ninety-Four

“So, what’s his deal?” Natalie asked, bobbing her head toward Toma as she sat in the stool on Catherine’s other side. 

Catherine looked at Toma who had laid his head down on the bar and closed his eyes. “Mable met her mate.”

Natalie made a pained face. “That sucks.”

“Don’t talk about me,” Toma gr...