The storage closet?? Does he honestly think this conversation should be in the storage closet? Kia is still fuming and still so pissed off since this morning. ‘What do you want to do?’ I asked her.
‘I want to be close to our mate, but he is making it hard to be around him right now,’ she mumbles.
Every time we sensed him today, she would have a new-found anger raging through us after this morning's images flashed through our minds. So, I tried my best to just avoid him all day. I didn't want Kia's anger to make us do something we would regret.
I knew he wanted to talk but I wasn't ready. My mind was still trying to grasp that we were mates, I wasn't ready for a conversation that would have to end badly and ruin my birthday, a conversation that would ruin the rest of my life.
I panick
