Ava’s point of view
"You're a bit different from everyone else, Ava," James murmured, his fingers delicately caressing my cheek, igniting sparks from our mate bond.
I wanted to know how I was less appealing.
"In what way? Are you not attracted to me? Am I just not pretty enough to sleep with?" I asked, my face red as I tried to hide my embarrassment
. I needed to hear the truth. I needed to hear why James didn't want me.
"Not at all. You're so beautiful. I am more than just attracted to you. I was afraid that if we started dating and I wasn't your mate, I wouldn't be able to let you go once you found him," James confessed.
This was shocking. James was never afraid of a casual relationship. I didn't believe him.
"Whatever. But you weren't afraid to pursue others, James. Seriously?
