[Astasia’s POV]
Mate.
I stare at the man in front of me as that single words repeats itself again and again in my head.
Mate.
He called me his mate.
What a f*****g sick joke.
Who did he think he was using the word mate with me when that clearly wasn’t the case? Even from my perspective, I could tell that he didn’t feel an ounce of attraction toward me, and I sure as hell didn’t feel something toward him.
You’re branded with a seal. The small voice in the back of my head tells me, but even then, I tell it to f**k off.
“Ira…Iravan….” Valoria hisses, breaking the silence that has fallen around us. “What was that you just said?”
It is clear from her expression that she wasn’t expecting something like that to be said, and from the hurt that is clear as day in her eyes, I know that she
