~Aston~
If one were to ask me how I ended up in this spot at this very moment, I would have no answer. I have no idea what the fu.ck happened. It would be nice to have the ability to explain it, but I’m just not able to do so.
I go from hanging out in the vast nothingness to immediately standing in front of a closed door with my mate’s scent on the other side. There was no walking over here or anything like that. I swear, I did not travel with my feet. I don’t know, but that’s a topic for later. Right now, a piece of sh.it bastard has his hands on my mate, and I don’t like it.
Two sets of eyes are glued to me as I step further into the room. “Are you suddenly deaf? I said get your hands off my mate.”
“You’re what?”
“Aston?”
“Don’t play fu.cking stupid. You know she’s my mate. You’
