Aiden -
Aiden had never felt so much disdain for anyone before. His so-called mate had not only rejected him but when he didn't accept his rejection, she tried to kill him. What an awful little b***h. And then she sent her little lackey - Mary he believed her name was- to retrieve him and send him to his room.
He stood in the cold shower frustrated and fuming. This is not how he thought meeting his mate would be. She was supposed to be a warm, soft, preferably wolf companion. Not some cold, hard, vampire slut.
His inner voice reprimanded him at that last thought. She wasn't a slut. In fact, if rumors were true she was practically a nun. She had said she was married before, but even if that had been the last tournament, Aiden would still have been a teen, just barely hitting maturity.
