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~Avia

I stare up at the ceiling, thinking about Isaiah.

I've found my mate, and the effects of it are already hitting me. When I first learned what mates were, I didn't think that when I found them, I wouldn't want to drop everything in my life to be with them. So now, the mental and physical symptoms of avoiding my mate are starting to weigh down upon me.

For the past few days, I've done everything in my power not to cross paths with him, and now I feel perpetually unwell. It's not overwhelming, but it's noticeable, buried deep inside me, curling up uncomfortably within me.

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