Impossible

ALPHA RAGAS' POV

I sat in my room staring at the reflection of myself in the mirror. I had been miserable ever since I discovered Athena was alive, but wasn't returning to me. It had broken me to see her acting like that.

I really wanted to find her those times, and apologize. Maybe I had just been too late. Maybe if I met her before she had managed to meet Tristan, she would have accepted me back. I was just too late. Too late!

I poured more apple cider into my glass, and raised it to my lips. It took several bottles to knock me out, but that was my ultimate goal. I hadn't been to the company in days. Everyday was filled with drinking. In a few days, I had drank several types of alcoholic drinks, and I wasn't about to stop. I wanted to get totally wasted.

She wanted to break the mate bond— how could she say that when it was the only reason I had to cling to her? How could she want to break off the only thing connecting us? No, that would be impossible. She'd have to kill me first.