Once we were inside his room, he slammed the door shut loudly and let out a low, frustrated growl. I was a little scared to go close to him in this mood, so I stood with my back to the door and just watched him pace the room until his anger started to deflate.
“You had a mate before me?” He asked with irritation. How convenient of him to act like I committed a crime when his father just listed his women and told me how unbefitting I was to be his son’s mate to my face.
“Yes,” I swallowed as I remembered Jordan for the nth time today and he looked angry for a second but his anger is short-lived and his eyes grow soft and then all the anger was gone instantly.
“What happened?” He asked me. I looked away because it’s something I never discussed with anyone. I wanted everything that had to
