Aymaco's POV
I woke up about ten minutes ago and am just looking at the ceiling like a moron. Even with a 12 hour dose of Hayan drops and a mental water cleanse I dreamt of my mate. But no true dreams, only nightmares, visions of being caged, being beaten... being raped...over and over. I am full of fear and rage at the same time, I found her too late, and I am determined to make sure to be patient and make up for her pain. I just don't know where to start. I finally get up and after a hot shower link Iza to know about my mate.
'Maco, you were to rest longer.' Yeah whatever.
'Izz, is she still there?' 'SHE', that's all I have.
'Well since you are awake, yes. Get over here, I have information for you!' She sounds exited... I don't feel 'HER' conscious. 'On my way!' I put on my shirt
