****Allison’s POV****
I can smell the arousal coming off of him. It’s disgusting. I’m supposed to be his mate. I’m supposed to be the one he loves. I’m supposed to be the one he cherishes. I know I haven’t been the nicest to him, but I have my reasons for keeping my guard up, and he kept insisting that he wanted me to be his mate. I guess I was right about him not wanting me, right about him just wanting my power, and right not to trust him. I knew I wasn’t good enough for him, and I knew that he would prefer to make someone else his Queen. I just wish he would be straight with me and reject me. I would reject him on the spot, but I don’t know how.
The tears in my eyes keep building up as he continues to talk to this Stacey girl, and it’s even more insulting that he can’t sense me standi
