"Xavier."
"Miles."
"You're gay?"
"I suppose I am."
"So what does this mean?"
"I'm a rogue, it means nothing. Nothing can happen, your father wouldn't allow it and frankly it...grosses me out."
"What me?"
"No, the fact I have a mate. I don't want a mate. Especially the one who I've been plotting to kill for seven years."
"That long?"
"Noah found me when i was 17 I was an outcast from my own pact, he gave me food and shelter in return I help him murder the kid who was a danger to him."
"Why were you an out cast?"
He glares at me. "That's none of your business."
"Okay." i hold my hands up and he sighs. "Why did you smell me when we found out?"
"To get your scent in my nose. We needed to talk and I didn't want to attack when you came."
I cautiously step towards him, he tenses u
