Ryder POV
I stormed out of my father's library, my feet hitting the marble tiles roughly as I made my way down the hallway.
Fucking cunt... He wants me to reject my mate?
I smiled, a bitter taste in my mouth.
Valkar snickered, and the next thing I heard was, "Hey Ryder!" Logan called out from behind.
My jaw clenched, and I balled my fists, proceeding down the hallway.
He can't add to my anger right now.
I tried to take another step when Logan suddenly rounded me, stopping in front of me. "Can we talk?" I sent him a deadly glare.
"We have nothing to discuss."
"I do," he sighed, running his hand through his hair frustratedly before continuing, his eyes staring back at me in disbelief. "You can't hate me now, right?"
I rolled my eyes and continued down the hall
