{Red’s POV}
No f/cking way in hell this is happening
As I stare at the man -yes, I call him “the man” as long I don’t know his name and I don’t intend to know it. I won’t call him anything, especially the word “mate” no way- I felt even dizzier than I am now. I’m tired, and I f/cking badly want to sleep, but because of this, everything, and I mean everything is entirely ruined. Even my plans because I never, not in a million years expect this to happen.
I have a freaking- Nope, he’s not my mate. I don’t have a mate, well technically speaking, I do have a mate, a former one who rejected me and I am never going back to him. This is just a dream, no, this is a nightmare. A f/cking nightmare!
“F/cking wake-up, b/tch.” I hissed at myself and pinch my arm. I grimace. “Ouch,” Damn, it hurts.
