DAKOTA
Her phone lay on the kitchen counter, beckoning her. Taunting her. She pushed the desire to the side, knowing she couldn"t do the one thing that completely consumed her. Messaging Achilles was out of the question. It would seem needy and weird, especially considering they couldn"t possibly be mates or he wouldn"t have been able to leave so easily.
Though if that was her only argument for why they weren"t mates, maybe she needed to take a better look at the situation.
She shook her head, ridding herself of that train of thought. She didn"t need him. Just like she didn"t need any of the other men who"d not been the right fit. It didn"t matter what her gut said, that was just wishful thinking and being a little tired of the mate race.
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