The Mate You Give
He wasn't strong enough to hurt a fly, and felt as light as a feather, I was scared that my massive hands might break his delicate wrist.
I pulled him along with me till we arrived at the not so crowded parking lot, where we could find time and talk.
"Sorry about that, but there seems to be a misunderstanding here." I said and released his wrist, noticing the red mark I had created.
He didn't say a word to me but instead used his eyes to observe my entire body from head to toe, drinking in my features.
"You see, I don't believe in having the moon goddess pick my life partner for me, so you can just forget that I was your mate." I frankly told him, parting some knowledge to this naive little
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