Fleeing her Rejected Mate
Mor is silent for a while, but she gradually responds, “I don’t know. He said he never got to see the face of his mate.
He shifted in the dark of the woods on a moonless night. Tracked his mate by scent, and when he found then he shifted back, except his mate didn’t have any problem subduing him, hand over eyes, another arm under waist.
According to his description the person was larger, stronger. And just when he could feel their mate bond pulsing strongly, strong as if they lived in one skin, he says his mate rejected him.
And left him there, on the cold forest ground.”
Hells….. that’s, that’s horrible.
Mor’s eyes are hard but she doesn't make a joke of this, “I found him that night. Took
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