Chapter Eighty-Five

Chris

After being scolded by my younger sister, I couldn’t stand there. I was overwhelmed and fucking hungry and for some reason, sexually frustrated.

So I did what I hated myself for always doing, I ran and hid. Yes, like a weakling, a pup. I was strong, but today, I ran.

I headed to the stream in the woods, and stared at it, my mind whirling with many thoughts, but one thought constant.

Aurora. She was all I could see, think, feel and hear.

And I just fucking met her.

But one thing was definite. If I messed up, Philip would have her.

I broke the twig in my hand. I’m not going to lose my mate to a man who hated my guts. I wasn’t going to lose my mate, period.

I got up, throwing the twig away. If I want this to work, I had to put my pride away. She wanted to run away from me? Fine, but not before I give her reasons to stay.

I came to this conclusion after two hours of running like a fool and I rushed to the room, my heart beating harshly as I realized she was probab