HE LOOKED AT HER THEN CURSED. "What?"
"Grayson, you don't want me and I got that. You fucking hate me and every time I try to talk to you, you always seem to push me away. You might as well end this." This was melting her bones and she felt like she was indirectly killing herself. However, she had to do this. She was tired of running after the light because she knew that she'll never be able to catch it.
His mouth was wide open as he heard her speak. "Reject you?"
She nodded and looked away.
Alison felt him get closer to her but she didn't dare move. From behind, he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her neck. Instantly, her body stiffened as his lips came in contact with her bare skin though he didn't move them. "Grayson?"
"I don't hate you," he whispered against her skin.
"You act like it." Her voice was saying something but her mind was in a complete bliss as it registered the closure of her mate.
"I know."
