HELPING MY MATE

"Wait, so you're saying that you're my mate?" He questioned mutilatingly. Sensing me not answering, resentfully he gripped his hair as a sign of frustration. "That is not possible; i already have a mate!" He howled at me. Trying to unsuccessfully convince himself that i was not his mate.

After his dreadful words made contact with my innocent ears, i could not help but let my desperate tears escape. Remorse and hurt was plastered on his god like features, that was a glimpse i stole until i vanished out of the room and his life for good.