Kinsley's P.O.V
His scent wrapped it's cruel arms around me, confining me to where I stood. Dakota's hand ghosted across the skin on my neck, sending a shiver throughout my body. A finger lifted my head to his gaze, the second our skin touched sparks burst from the contact. The blissful sensation, pulling a gasp from my chest.
I could feel a stray tear fall from the corner of my eye "I- this can't be real."
"We are still mates Kinsley, this is very much real." He spoke as his chest rumbled from our nearness. This was wrong, how the hell is this happening?
I racked my brain for anything.
He rejected me. I accepted. Simple, but yet in this moment, so complicated.
My frustration got the better of me as I pushed away from Dakota. Rightfully so. "I'm leaving. Whatever sick game you've c
