[Ellie's P.O.V.]
I almost lost my patience. I wanted to take Myron to a place without Anton as soon as possible, even though his alluring scent was tempting me to get close to him. No one knew how much willpower I had to use to hold back.
"Ellie! Can you not always reject me without hesitation? Have you ever seriously considered me?" Anton suddenly leaned over and placed his hands on the desk as he roared at me.
I raised my head and looked at him, determined not to give in. I said coldly, "I've thought about it. I don't want to be your mate, so please let me go."
I had thought about it, the moments when I was wandering around with Myron; when I met Hart who asked him to take me to Anton; when I was starving. Despite going through these moments, my enthusiasm and expectations were not rewarded, so I didn't want to have any more contact with him.
