Sebastian's Decision

Sebastian's POV

When I drove into the Crescent Moon Tribe, an inexplicable pain enveloped me. Somehow, instead of being happy and content that his mate was nearby, my wolf was sad, and he was wailing in my head. I asked him why he was like this, but he said that he couldn't answer it, he just vaguely felt that something bad had happened.

For the past seven days, I've been struggling with whether or not to come and get Charlotte.

Honestly, she was beautiful, but she was far from my ideal mate. On top of that, there was an air of sadness hanging around her, sorrow written all over her palm-sized face, and her wonky body looked like it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

As I moved closer to her, I couldn't help but fall into a conflicting emotion of both happiness and sadness, all because of that damned mate bond that allowed me to empathize with her feelings. But I've marked her and I have to keep her by my side or my wolf will get restless and raging, and for the past week, I haven