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Chapter 18 Klaus POV
Goddess, why do you make me suffer? It's been one week since I found my mate, and he's still missing from my life. The packhouse is full of his scent, and every time I go up to my room, I have to walk past the second floor and through his door. It's torture, passing so close to him and not opening that door and making love to him; yes, making love to him. I can't imagine anything else when I think of Angel. I don't know what happened to me, but for someone who has never felt the slightest attraction to a man before, the mate-bond that binds me to him makes me unable to even think about s*x with someone else. It's hard to admit, but I even tried to get excited looking at gay p**n, and I tried to see if I had any attraction to a guy from the pack that I know is gay. Nothing has happened to
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