“Where are we going?” she asked for the unkempt time that evening.
‘You'll see.’ I replied curtly.
“Rakel, are you mad at me?”
“No.” I'm furious that my mate lived a harsh life. We continued walking in silence, which made her puff her cheeks with annoyance.
“Then, will you tell me why you're quiet?”
Again, I ignored her by walking forward. I took a part into the woods, heading to the mountains, making sure to help her along the way. She's running out of breath, I can tell, but she's too stubborn and wouldn't let me carry her, nor get on Ryder. “It would be a long hike.” I had told her. Her reply was… “Even better.” what the hell did she mean by that?
“Rakel, did I do something wrong? Tell me what happened.” She demanded.
I realize I haven't considered my mate's feelings, Delaney. That is what happened. I thought.