Morgan Skylar is nodding her head, and I can tell she agrees with me. If he gave up searching for his fated Mate so fast, then it should matter. "I guess I just have to wait until he is ready to tell me his story or until he is able to come to terms with his past. I just hope that by the time he comes to terms with his past, it won't be too late for the two of us," I say to Skylar as I look out the window. "Morgan?" I hear Jaylen ask through the mind-link. "Can you come to the garden at the back of the main building? I need to ask you something, and I need to do it in private," Jaylen asks me, and I tell him I will be there in a few minutes. Looks like I might get my answers sooner than I thought, and I hope it will help him move on. When I reach the garden, I see Jaylen sitting on a bench in front of the fountain. I can tell he is deep in thought, and I slowly approach him to give him time to sense me coming. I am only a foot or two away from him when he finally looks up, and I see a small smile appear on his face. I smile back at him as I close the distance between us to sit down next to him. I don't say a word because I don't want to scare him off. This is his story to tell, and I will not rush him. We just sit there in silence for a long time, and the longer the silence lasts, the more convinced I am that this is very difficult for him to talk about. I just hope he is willing to tell me what happened with Lynah. "I will start at the beginning, and I need you to be patient with me. This isn't easy for me to talk about. Just thinking about it is bad enough for me, and I never thought I would discuss this with anyone other than the people who were there when it happened. My parents were fated Mates, and growing up, I thought they had the perfect relationship, but I was mistaken. My Mother cheated on my Father for almost as long as they were together. I was seventeen when Dad was finally fed up with her and gave her an ultimatum. She chose to reject my Father and leave me behind, not that I would have chosen to go with her. It took my Father a long time to finally accept that my Mother had rejected him and left us both. When he finally came to terms with it, he told me he was going to look for a chosen Mate. Neither one of us realized that that would be the start of our trouble. Dad met Lynah during a trip he made with King Damon, and it didn't take long before they were mated and marked. I can't remember exactly when it started, but it was sometime after Lynah moved in with us. I could barely sleep through a night without waking up at least once, and it took me a long time to figure out why. The only reason we found out why I was having trouble sleeping was because Prince Casimir planted a camera in my room, and when we took a look at the footage, it stunned all of us. You already know that I have two Pups. What nobody knows, other than my family and my best friends, is that I never conceived them in the old-fashioned way," Jaylen says, and I am staring at him dumbfounded. "What do you mean exactly by 'not conceived in the old-fashioned way'?" I ask Jaylen, confused. Jaylen tells me what they had seen in the footage, and to say I am shocked is putting it mildly. I can understand that a female would like to have a Pup someday, but to do what Lynah did was outrageous. I can't imagine what either one of them was feeling. I mean, she was his Father's Mate and his stepmother. I can understand that this is very difficult to explain to anyone, and I think I finally understand why Jaylen feels his fated Mate might reject him. "Amra, should I tell him that I know he has been sleeping in my bed when I am off on assignment?" I ask, and she tells me it might be best if I do tell him. It might force him to face the truth, and it may finally open his eyes to the fact that I am his fated Mate. "Jaylen, do you remember that during the meeting I told you all that the gift of perception had only happened once?" I ask him, and he nods his head in answer. "Well, that wasn't completely true. It happened a few times, but what I saw was the same every time, and that was you sleeping in my bed. I know you probably don't remember getting into my room or into my bed. Midnight was in control of that, and I think he has been hiding it from you ever since," I tell him as I keep looking at him. I want to see if he can figure it out on his own or if I might have to spell it out for him. Jaylen should be able to figure it out on his own. If he knows that he was sleeping in my bed and adds that to the fact that I was able to calm Midnight down, he should be able to tell that I am his fated Mate. I keep looking at Jaylen as he mumbles softly. The words are incoherent and don't make sense to me, but if it helps him to cope with what I just told him, I will wait. Suddenly, Jaylen's head snaps towards me, and the look in his eyes tells me that he has finally figured it out. The only problem seems to be that he doesn't feel the Mate-bond. "You are my Mate?" Jaylen asks me, and I tell him that, like him, I don't feel the Mate-bond, but that I might have an answer to that question soon enough.