“Do you think drinking and wallowing in self pity would find her? You’re just a weak asshole. A terrible mate and alpha” Thor growled at Theodore who kept gulping alcohol.
Theodore didn’t know what to do, reports kept coming in that they couldn’t find her even after combing around the mountain for a full day.
“This is what I deserve, being pathetic is great!” Theodore hiccuped and Mason opened the door, covering his nose because of the reeks of alcohol.
“Theodore, what’s wrong with you? Why would you turn yourself into a mess? I know she’s your mate and you’re longing for her but staying this way wouldn’t help any way” Mason advised and Theodore smiled smugly.
“You’re right! Drinking isn’t helping in any way. I should jump into a lagoon and drown myself or hang myself or just kill myse
