Abby
I sat at the dinner table by myself, pushing my food around the plate for the last half hour. It's been two months and things have been...messy with my mate and I. War was at our doorstep, anticipated to happen in the next few weeks apparently, by some witches' prediction. Everyone was reaching their breaking point. I hadn't had anyone to talk to about Seth, except my wolf. I felt like my mate was bipolar at times. Some days he was sweet and we could talk for hours, others he was completely dismissive and I couldn't find him. Our s*x life was...rough. And infrequent. The few times that I did let him touch me, on more than one occasion he would leave immediately after and I would cry myself to sleep. I wanted his love and approval so badly I was willing to put up with his aggressive s
