Tanya’s POV
I left Tristan’s place in fury, I tried so hard to understand his reasons for not wanting to mark me but my mind couldn’t think of anything. “Was everything I read in that book wrong? He needs me to be stronger and more focused and I am willing to give myself freely to him” I thought to myself. Tears rolled down my cheeks due to the ache my heart suffered. He didn’t even run after me when I left the house, he didn’t care?
A car horn blared behind startling, I smiled and turned around hoping to see him. The smile faded immediately and I saw Tarrell instead of Tristan. He stepped down from the car and walked up to me.
“What went wrong?” Tarrell asked.
“Nothing, I don’t wanna talk about it.” I answered almost immediately.
“C’mon Tanya, we’ve gone past this phase, you can talk
