Damian POV
Walking into my office, I felt a surge of anger wash over me that I and my wolf couldn’t understand. I wanted more than anything to claim her as mine and make it to where she couldn’t leave. But then I would open my mouth and do nothing but push her away.
I was a fucking fool to think that this mate bond or whatever stupid nonsense it was actually held meaning.
Ivy was right about one thing, though. I’m the only Alpha in history that rejects the idea of having a mate, and that was something that most didn’t appreciate.
As I approached my liquor cabinet, I didn’t stop myself from reaching for the amber-filled bottle, pouring myself a glass to down my sorrows. It had become the only thing I could do lately to dampen my mind from thoughts of her.
Her sweet and gentle nature always pulled me in, and when the fiery spark in her came to life, my wolf and I were automatically turned on.
