Chapter 22: Happy From the Heart

[Margaret’s POV] I saw Donald standing near the entrance, his face unreadable, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my stomach clench. He didn’t look happy. My mind immediately raced with possibilities. Had something gone wrong this morning? Had I done something to upset him? Or had something terrible happened? The uncertainty gnawed at me. I regretted not changing into something nicer. I was still in my black T-shirt and jeans, hardly the most flattering look. Maybe I looked plain and unappealing to him. Maybe he was realizing that this entire mate bond was a mistake. The thought sent a sharp pang through me. Donald’s expression didn’t shift as he kept staring at me, his eyes cold and unreadable. I understood what Elizabeth had meant when she warned me about his presence. When he wasn’t smiling, there was something almost terrifying about him. I hesitated, unsure whether I should move toward him or stay where I was. I wanted to do something, say something to plea