(Amelia)
Ok, I can do this, I have to do this. Mom said that I should, so everything would be alright.
But why the hell am I scared? Damien and I were walking towards the dining room. He came to get me this morning and told me that it was time for breakfast.
I couldn't take my eyes off him, as I wondered why I had to end up being his mate after what he did.
"I can feel your eyes on me; if you have something to say, then spit it out." My cheeks started to heat as I blushed from the embarrassment of getting caught.
He didn't even have to look at me to know that I was staring.
"Ok, so I was thinking. Since we are mates, would you like to hang out with me a bit and try to get to know each other more on a personal level?" That wasn't too bold, was it?
He stopped and turned to me suddenly, making me crash into him. I almost lost balance, but he grabbed me and kept a firm grip on my waist.
