Zayde's Point of View
I frown, trying to touch her arm, but she rips it out of my reach, glaring at me.
"Don't you dare touch me. I told you never to speak or touch me again. Why are you here? I didn't invite you."
I feel my heart squeezing again.
"Jack did... And I wanted to see you after what happened. I wanted to see if you were my mate and I wanted to explain..."
She scoffs, cutting me off before speaking.
"Explain what? Like how much of a mistake I was to you?"
I flinch at the coldness in her voice and shake my head.
“I didn’t mean it like that. I was just… shocked. I wasn’t thinking clearly...”
"No, you were thinking clearly. You were thinking that I wasn’t worth the regret. You made that very clear when you kicked me out. And what, now that you realize that I am your mate,
