Ursula
My heart shattered when I heard Flounder call that rogue his mate. I scurried out of the ballroom and up to my bedroom. There's no way he is gay. The mood goddess must have made a mistake. Knowing that he would come check up on me if I sounded upset or angry, I used that voice when he linked me later on asking where I was. Picking out a sexy laced lingerie piece, I put it on and wait for him seductively on my bed. There's no way he can turn me down looking like this.
"He's not our mate." My wolf chimes in, attempting to persuade me not to make a fool of myself. I roll my eyes and don't bother to give a response to her.
The moment he walks into my room, he immediately turns around, closes his eyes, and apologizes. That makes me feel a bit embarrassed. Am I not as sexy or good-l
