"You don't mean that, Angelo," Hera said to the man who owned her heart. She knew she had pushed him too far, but she never really expected he would say this to her. He was abandoning the ship, and she didn't want him to, but what was the assurance that he would be safe in this ship?
He wasn't rejecting her, fuck, he alone was against the rejection of mates. He just wanted his space. He wanted a breather. He needed to move away from her for the moment before he did something he would regret.
"I do. I do mean that, Hera. You are an alpha queen, and I am the alpha king. If I can only be in your life with all the stupid excuses you're giving me, the protection shit you're trying to feed me, then I'd rather not live for long then. and
We both have powers.
We are both strong.
We can fight demons.
