Alessandro POV
I felt bad.
Really bad.
As if I was going to be sick.
My head and my heart were colliding so hard that I didn’t know what to do.
I had already made up my mind years ago. I didn’t want a mate. I had a duty to get back to Italy and save my sister.
The thought of Miabella made me feel even more guilty.
Because when I finally met my mate, I didn’t want to reject her.
Every fiber in my being was begging me to accept her, but I couldn’t.
Still deep in thought, I took a shower and studied the scar from the night before in the mirror while I dried myself off.
How did she do that?
Based on her shocked expression, I didn’t think that she knew what happened either.
After I got dressed, I groaned in frustration and rubbed my forehead.
I had to go find Cecilia and fi
