~ACCALIA~
“That’s right Accalia!” He yells.
“You’re 26 but I’m 125 for goddess' sake!. I don’t have control over d***s” he adds.
No one speaks again. This date was surely not meant to happen.
It’s a disaster and we both need space.
I’m in his jet and don’t even know where the hell I’m going but my ego right now doesn’t allow me to ask.
He can do whatever he wants.
“I never embarrassed you” I whisper enough for him to hear.
" You ain’t supposed to talk to an Alpha though you’re his mate that way. Especially in front of his minors.
"You’re my mate!” Why can’t I just keep my voice low? Urgh.
He raises his hand in surrender and backs away from me.
"You f*****g made a scene!...do you know how you made me look?”
Sensing our so not dearing conversation is over, I reach for the doork
