Arisara
I steamed away from Anurak, taken aback by his icy words, leaving him awestruck with my statement. If he wanted to reject me from his pack, okay, but if he wanted to reject me as his mate, he needed to take that up with the Moon Goddess. He remained glacial, nestled on the same rock for hours with his sketch pad, until the sunset struck the packhouse and he headed back inside. His walk looked robotic and devoid of life, like he was a marionette maneuvered against his will.