Hazel’s POV
He has been just walking for fifteen minutes without uttering a word even after me continuously whining and screaming at him to speak and leave me. But, no this arsehole of a creature has to force me as if he is my husband. Though I have feelings for him, I pity the girl who will be his mate. Because he is such a dominating arsehole that Jesus can only help her as he won’t give a damn to her words.
“How long are you willing to carry me like this?” I asked gripping his shirt as he suddenly stumbled upon a rock making me squeal out holding him tightly. Closing my eyes, I waited for crashing down on the ground but with a tight grip it didn’t occurred and I slowly opened my eyes to find him staring at me with a smirk on his face. “Scared cat” he murmured but it still successfull
