melissa oleis

＂Ha-ha.＂ He laughs, ＂ You’re my mate, ha-ha. The Moon goddess must have messed it up this time. Me?

Your mate? That’s really funny. Who would want you?＂ I am full-on sobbing now, he is right, I should have never thought my mate would be my escape, my savior. With my wolf howling with sadness in my head and his terrible comments, I finally lose it; I could not hold back my tears any longer.

＂B-b-but I’m y-your m-mate!＂ I sob to him. Not caring who heard me, I have already lost everything that could have meant something to me. My mate is all I had left for love, but I’m going to get that taken away too I guess.