His Mate, His Girlfriend
She wore a sky-blue dress that complimented her porcelain skin, and her lustrous hair cascaded down to her back.
" Ellis, what if you meet your mate? Would you leave me? I'd die without you," Love said, her voice quiet. She recently turned eighteen and found out we weren't mates. She was heartbroken and cried for days.
" I'll reject my mate as planned. I love you," I told her guilelessly. She ceased walking and stared at me.
" Promise?"
" I swear, baby," I assured her. She gave me a cute grin, and I kissed her.