Slade
He could see that Anders was not at all happy with him wanting to let her go and f**k some random wolf. But if that was what she needed right this minute, then they had no right to interfere. They were the ones that had hurt her, and set this into motion.
“Do you even like Oriana?” He heard Anders ask him as he turned to go up the stairs, “or was it just a drunken f**k for you? And nothing more.”
Slade stopped walking and huffed a little, turned and looked at the man, “Yes, I, more than like Ori, would love for her to be my Mate, wake up to those amazing eyes every day for the rest of my life.” He admitted honestly to the man, “I’m actually disappointed in myself right now, and not just for how this all fell apart. But because I don’t recall being with her, the girl I really want
