"You're gay?" He asks me and i want to shove myself back into my shell but i can't.
"I suppose i am."
"So what does this mean?"
"I'm a rogue, it means nothing. Nothing can happen, your father wouldn't allow it and frankly it...grosses me out."
It's not a lie it does, but i'm secretly enjoying this, i've always wanted to meet him in person.
"What me?"
Oh it hurt him. f**k.
"No, the fact i have a mate. I don't want a mate. Especially the one who i've been plotting to kill for seven years."
Noah wanted him on his side, but i think deep down he knew that he would never, so it would end up on us killing him eventually. And i wanted to do it myself.
"That long?"
"Noah found me when i was 17, i was an outcast from my own pact, he gave me food and shelter in return i help him murder
