Thorin
"Mate."
"Mate."
I couldn't peel my eyes away from the woman standing in front of me. She was...not what I would have pictured. Her hair was dyed silver and she wore heavy amounts of makeup. Her dress was a bright pink, it was hard to look at. She had talons for fingernails and eyelashes that could probably carry her away if she batted them fast enough. She was everything Kelly wasn't. Kelly! I quickly looked around to see her fleeing to the far end of the banquate room we were in. Der'mo (s**t). Goddess was testing me this week.
"You look like you could use a haircut." My fated mate scoffed, disgust written all over her face. "I'll have one of my servants fix you up right away." She said, her arm linking with mine. I pulled away just as quickly, ignoring the sparks that her tou
