Crimson felt as if someone had slapped his face hard. His body burned with hot lava hearing her cold words.
Did she just talk about rejecting him?
Arnold had ruined her for his own good. Crimson suppressed the fury of his Beast inside him.
"You don't even know yet who your mate is, Alora. Who knows he might be someone you need, or you like. Who knows he might become your strength instead of weakness, your safe place, Your home. You can't think of rejecting him without even knowing him!"
A deep frown marred in between her eyes listening to his words. Why was He worried about her nonexistent mate today?
"Didn't you just say, you liked me? You want my non-existent mate to find me and claim me." Alora asked with a sharp gaze. Crimson realized He was involving her deep into this topic.