Penelope's POV
"Penelope can we talk?"
Can a person be so shameless? Without any greeting or shame on his face, Axel asked to talk with me. And I guess that he has come to the garden by following my smell. He is such a jerk, instead of sleeping with his mate, here he is, all alone, during late at night, to talk with me.
"No, we can't talk." I wrap my arms around myself while narrowing my eyes toward him. "There is nothing to talk in between us."
"There is." He walks toward me and stands in the front of the bench, so now, I am looking at his face. "You can't forget that we are mates."
"You have rejected me, so we are no more mates!" I correct him.
"I know." He sighs and tries to take a seat on the bench but I block him, with a challenging look in my eyes. "Penelope, please. I wa
