Layla
Driving home, I feel the exhaustion seeping in. Persephone was mentally a mess right now. She wanted to go back to our mate but she knew what was inevitable if we did.
'I need to delay him, Perse. Sorry, I know how hard this is on you. You will see him again. Hopefully twice more and not just once.'
If he agrees, I may have to beg him, and I am not above it. My pride is nothing in this matter.
'I know Layla. This is all just…'
'Shitty?'
'Yes, that too, but I was going to say baffling. Why would we get a mate who does not want us? Why not just let us be mateless.'
'I’ve asked that countless times when I think of this whole thing. Would be less cruel to you. But I guess it just doesn’t work that way.' I sigh.
Driving in through the pack gates, I wave to the guard who lets me in
