Alvar
Mate's tears are the sharpest weapon, piercing my heart easily. I’ve been sitting in silence in my study for an hour, but the pain won’t stop. It’s like my chest is in a vice, squeezing tighter by the minute.
Blade bares his teeth, mocking me. ‘It wouldn’t have been such a big deal if you’d just marked her as I said. I don’t know what you’re thinking, being so hesitant. Like a coward.’
‘I want more than just possessing her. I want her heart.’ I snap back. I don’t want to force Rylee to do anything—except when it comes to leaving me.
Why does she want to leave me so badly? I don’t get it. Even without a mate-bond, I can feel that she cares me. Lately, I’ve sensed her slowly opening up to me. So why does she still choose Hera, who she’s known for just two days, over trusting me?
‘Is it because of that ex-mate of hers? Just like in that stupid drama,’ Blade suggests, his voice dripping with sarcasm. ‘Maybe she’s leaving because she’s still thinking about that dog.’
‘No way. She tol
