Running from My Mate
Thus, I couldn't promise him anything, even for myself.
"I'll wait for you. Here." That was Hans' last word before I flashed him a smile for the last time and walked away.
I ran out of the bar trying to find my mate and was frustrated because I saw no one look like my mate, not even close to him. But his scent was around, so he must be here. I just needed extra effort to find him.
With that in mind, I walked forward, aiming to approach those males one by one, not minding if they might think me crazy for checking on them. As long as I could find my mate.