I stepped towards him, the Mate that was to be mine for all eternity. But before I could leap into his arms, he put his hands up, as if to tell me not to do what was an instinct. I held myself back, it confused me that he wasn't standing in front of me with open arms, and he was closed off. Before I could truly grasp...
He held out his hand to me and I glanced up to look at him through my eyelashes. His black tattoo-like mark was identical to my golden yellow one and I gazed back into his deep blue eyes. I didn’t hesitate as a smile fluttered across my lips as I reached out, clasping his hand and he smiled back. “You’re really mine.”...
He fell in love with her the very first day he saw her, but loving her is like trying to hold starlight in his hands. She loves him, leaves him, loves him again. And after she's gone for good, he might as well be gone, too. All that remains of him is trapped inside a prison of his own making. S P O I L E R A L E R...