Silas licked his lips as he stared at his mate as if she were a delicious meal.
"Do you want him to pay for breaking your heart?" This was the question Silas whispered to Tabitha's ear.
Silas didn't ask that question to erase Donald from her mind but to understand her desires and provide comfort.
It was also a means of understanding the kind of person his mate was.
"Yes."
Tabitha's response was expected, and she agreed to let Silas take her away.
Hearing her declaration, Silas lowered his head again and kissed Tabitha.
The kiss was too sudden for Tabitha, making her uncomfortable. However, the deep and mind-blowing nature of the kiss didn't allow her to hold back.
Silas, however, sensed Tabitha's discomfort from the way she held his shirt and wondered if his shirt was suffocating her.
Silas broke the kiss and looked at Tabitha.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
Tabitha appeared uneasy.
"I can't breathe," Tabitha replied, only for Silas to let out a laugh.