My mother, brother and I sat in silence in my apartment. Me sitting on a barstool and my brother and mother sitting on the sofa, both staring down not wanting to break the silence. On the ride over here my mom kept telling me how sorry she was and how I would meet my mate one day as well and how wonderful it all would be. Big f*****g woop. I didn't want a mate anymore, I didn't want any Male for that matter. If Bryce who I've known my entire life, who I grew up with, loved and supported and was ready to throw away an entire pack for could throw me a sympathetic glance before rushing to his mate, then whose to say this marvelous mate of mine out there would be any better? Just because a mate bond tethered us together didn't mean s**t. It didn't mean he would drop his entire already establis
