Alita.
My eyes bored into his, carrying malice hatred and mockery. A sly smile was dancing on my lips as I looked at him. He wanted to use the mate bond to torture me. That was the biggest joke that I had ever heard. Was he not overestimating himself?
We were just mates, and our bond was not completely formed since we had yet to mark each other. If he thought of hurting me by making me jealous, then he was wrong. I had no interest in him, to begin with, and certainly, it didn't matter to me whoever he f**cked.
"Am I interrupting something?" The tension between us was broken by my father's familiar voice, and I forced a smile on my lips as I turned to face him.
He already had a lot to deal with. I didn't want him to worry about me. An unsettling feeling washed over me as I locked ey
