*
I heard what he had said, but it absolutely didn’t make sense to me. I looked up at him with my lips slightly parted, and I tried to make sense of what he had just said.
Mates?
Damian and I?
No f*****g way; not in a million years.
I stared blankly at him, while his eyebrow rose up even higher. He was waiting for me to say something, but clearly I wasn’t going to say a single word.
What was I supposed to say to that? This man had tried to kill me once already. I loathed him with every fibre of my being. How could I ever be his mate? It was simply impossible. Not in a million years would I ever allow myself to be caught up in such a predicament. I could never allow myself to be so silly. I didn’t want to be his mate; I wanted him dead. How on earth could he even imagine that I co
