Friendship

“So, she is your mate,” Julia commented, nudging her uncle.

Asher gave no reply to that.

“Who?” Louis questioned. Following that, Julia turned to look at the man seated on the backseat and stared at him with ridicule at how dumb he was.

Then, it clicked.

“Don’t tell me. Esther is his mate? That small her? Mated to this beast?” Louis was beyond shocked.

“Tell me about it,” Julia commented.

Asher’s grip on the steering wheel tightened as the temperature in the car drastically dropped, showing off his upset mood. He then enunciated, “She is not my mate.”

His words surprised no one.

Julia shrugged her shoulders, and leaning against the car seat, she uttered, “Then, Uncle, you need to act like it. Since when were you the one to protect others?”

°°°

Esther was walking back home on a fine afternoon when a car stopped beside he