*Lukas pov*
"You can't be my mate, I'm so sorry" i could see that sentence broke his heart, the tears threatening to roll down his cheeks. Me myself wasn't happy about his statement, i had waited so long to find my mate. Much longer than a wolf is expected to wait. "You feel what I'm feeling? The sparks as I touch your skin? How every part of you I trace my fingers along feel like 100 volts of bliss? The racing heart beat that feels like you're ready to explode if eachothers presence doesn't become closer? How can you say I am not your mate" I tighten my grip on Elijah as these words leave my lips, not hard enough to hurt him but tight enough for him not to be able to run away from me. "I... I already had a mate" he looks to the floor ashamed, clearly scared of what i will now think of hi
