Sixteen.

Aiden

“Are you serious?” She stares at me. Her golden orbs narrow as her arms cross over her chest.

“I’m tired, you’re tired.”

“I’m fine thanks, I’ve been longer without sleep. You can leave, go, get the whore back.”

She was so angry with me, but she said it herself, she didn’t want to be mated. Why was she mad?

“Fine!” I mutter, making my way to the door. She steps out of my path. I turn around and face her. “It wasn’t my plan. None of this was my plan. I can’t help it”

She scowls and turns away.

“And it’s not like we can even talk about it, is it? Because you shut down, giving me the silent treatment!”

Her golden eyes flash back to me. Pure anger, I could feel it. Was she going to attack me again?

Her hands ball up into fists. “Get out!”

I hover for a moment. If she lets me get close enough, I could make her feel better.

I take a step towards her and she snarls at me. I didn’t care. Her body stiffens up as I grab her wrists. Her golden eyes widened. It wasn’t her usual instincts.