"Why does me being an Alpha scare you?" He looked at me, his attention undivided. I swallowed the lump in my throat and avoided his gaze.
"I need to go back to my things". I changed the subject, making a run for it. Walking into the room that he had given me, I inhaled slowly, shakily. I am not ready to open the closet full of skeletons in front of him. I was not going to start telling him everything in my life that I have put so much effort into concealing. He was my mate, my soul, but he was not someone I trusted. He might have saved my life and if I asked, he would give up his for my sake because that's what mates were for him. But for me, he was the embodiment of everything I wanted to run away from. I wanted to be someone among the nameless crowd, the white noise in the orchestra th
