Forever His

Chapter 14

I sat on the bed, hands holding my face. Guilt consumed every fiber of me. It's my fault. It's my fault he felt the need to leave the room. I upset him, made him so sad on the verge of tears. I still remember the look he gave me as he stormed out of the room. I had never seen someone so hurt in my life, but knowing that I was the cause, ate at me.

I decided to go to bed. I didn't want to be in his bed should he get back. I didn't deserve to sleep in the comfort of his bed while he was off where ever he was. He deserved better, he deserved a mate who would grovel at her feet, eyes begging for him just to hold her.

Could I be that for him? No. I've already done enough damage to our broken relationship. I had broken it the second my eyes met his. Why were we paired up together? A man so handsome, glorious muscles with tattoos covering his glowing tanned skin. Grassy, green eyes that shine even in the dark. Tousled dark hair and a slight shadow of hair on his face. It was no doubt I had been given a very very good looking specimen of a male as my mate.

Not only was he devilishly handsome, he showed a kind heart. He made it perfectly clear all he wanted was the love and compassion from his mate. Yes he may have stared and slapped my butt, but I could tell that wasn't the only thing he was interested in.

I should really apologize to him for my actions. He was right I was being selfish, running before he even had a chance to speak to me. Things would have gone in a completely different way.

I figured I would wait until morning, let him have a chance to calm down from our heated argument. I walked over to the couch on the south side of his room. I laid on the plush black leather slowly passing out from exhaustion. I mean hey, putting up a fight with an alpha is tough work.