Cassie.
Fated mate?
The moment the dark hair, blue-eyed fae man with pointed ears stepped in front of me proclaiming I was his fated, I found myself completely in shock. Laughter immediately erupted from my lips, and I knew that wasn’t the first impression you wanted someone to have of you, but I couldn’t fucking help it. “Oh, wow, man… that’s a good one. I think I need a drink.”
When I said I needed a drink, it wasn’t a glass of water. Pushing past the man, I made my way straight towards the bar area where Odin had many alcoholic beverages on display and grabbed the nearest one that happened to be purple with a tart taste to follow.
At this point, I didn’t care what anyone had to say to me. The moment I downed one glass, I was reaching another until a firm grip on my wrist stopped me, and once again, I looked up into the Fae man’s eyes which were narrowed in my direction. “I don’t think you should be drinking that so fast, little one.”
