Luther
Getting home, I couldn't find Selene. I entered her room without knocking but it was empty as well. My frustrations were mounting at this point and I called my assistant angrily.
“Do you have any idea where my mate went?” I restrained my anger as I asked.
“She went to an orphanage. I was supposed to tell you earlier. I'm sorry.”
I hung up and left the house angrily. Any other day, I'd have screamed at my assistant for forgetting to tell me such an important detail, but I was too wound up with worry for Selene.
Immediately I knew where she was, I was already out the door. As I stepped on my gas, my mind went to her. There was no way to explain it, but I was sure I was already falling in love with her. Slowly but surely.
But I was angry. She should have told me where she was goi
