MAYA
She woke up in the dark room only to find herself wrapped up in a cover with no one else on the bed.
Shit! What has she done! She glanced to her side and found her dress in a pile with a note on it.
Quickly, she picked up the note and read it.
"Hey mate, I guess you must be tired. Just to say, I won this time."
Maya squeezed the sheet of paper in annoyance, her eyes darted from place to place with anger in them.
"Arghhhh!!"
For days now, Maya had been getting angry unnecessarily ever since the night with her mate.
She blamed Layla for succumbing to their urges and letting their mate have sex with them. Without a mark or a promise of love.
It seemed as though her mate in her recent years has to become the thorn in her current existence. This was the same mate she cried and begged the moon goddess for. Who would have thought that he would become her greatest enemy.
