{Jenna}
All I did was hug him and he just ran out! But, geez was he as cold as the Arctic. I have no choice but to change my wardrobe. Although, when I looked at myself I thought I looked stunning, he just glared at me.
I changed into a long-sleeved shirt that hugged my body and a pair of skinny jeans I found. I was still hurt he called me a slut. It really hurt my pride, but as his mate, I have to be understanding. Maybe he was jealous? Unlikely, because of the fact that he declared his hate for me.
Then there was Eve. His mistress. Oh, how I wished to rip after all her hair slowly and painfully. When did I become so violent? I could already tell that Eve Summers was going to be a huge pain in the ass.
My mate hurt me once but I just had to forgive him. Maybe we could make things up.
