Alora
If only he knows.
I'm an embodiment of mistakes myself, a lot of wrongs and bad decisions makes me.
"You might still be jetlagged, how about you take a bath to cool your head and from there we discuss what makes you think you aren't perfect for me." Silas said.
I'm all clammy with the humidity of that cell room and I'm sure I reek so bad right now.
"Okay." I mumbled.
He nodded and gestured for me to follow him.
Soon enough, he slid open a door.
The room behind it was so large and spacious. It was decorated with black intricate designs.
"This is our room." He said, entering in behind me.
"Our?" I mumbled.
"Yes. Mates sleep together, yeah?"
Am I comfortable enough to be in close proximity with another man this soon?
Following him home without fully knowing him is probably
