[Luke Hawksworth]
Torment.
Sorrow.
Pain and agony.
I felt it, always. Whenever I chose to hurt her with my bear hands ang with my harsh words that will put her into tears. I always feel her pain whenever I did those awful things to her because I had never block the connection between us. I wanted to make sure to feel all of her emotions, the pain the sorrows and agony that I have caused to her. That is the way I know to somehow punish myself, to feel her pain.
My mate is indeed beautiful. I have to sum all of the strength I have just to resist her charm whenever she is around or with me. Her intoxicating scent, she smell like lavender and rain that is a weird combination but I like it, I like her scent.
Whenever I see her pout I always battle up with myself, if I'm going to kiss her
