It’s been days since Gavin last got out of his shack. It’s like he was back to square one, back when he still wasn’t comfortable to come out. His meals are delivered by Maya. Although the guilt of giving her extra work by doing that is bugging him, the embarrassment of the outcome of his conversation with Ainar is eating him up.
Now that he had time to think about everything, he feels silly. What was that even about? What was he thinking when he said all those things?
He remembers the alpha’s disappointed gaze, the hurt in his voice and the sadness that tinged his scent. Gavin wants to punch himself for doing that to the alpha. But at the same time, he’s trying to justify himself, trying to find things that would convince himself that maybe, what he did isn’t wrong. Was it?
He suggested to mate. Ainar mentioned that the elders have been getting impatient. He is merely making things easier for the both of them.
At the back of his mind, he could hear Ainar’s voice asking him. ‘Are you re
