Maliya's POV
Love they say is a beautiful thing, meeting one's mate is the best thing that could ever happen to a werewolf–all those were nothing But lies. To me, love was the ugliest thing I have ever experienced, it was filled with nothing but sadness.
And meeting my mate was worse than dining with the devil in hell. I wished I never met him. My life would have been far better than this. Looking at him, I felt like giving him a taste of pain. He had no idea what he was heartlessly subjecting me to. “Sorry to disappoint you, I can't die easily. It would be very difficult for you to kill me.” I replied.
I could see the sharp glint in his eyes which disappeared immediately. “Maliya, I never meant for this to happen. I didn't subject you to this suffering you brought it all upon yourself.
