“Ariel, slow down.” Audrey concernedly snatched the bottle of alcohol from me and placed it away. “I'm afraid you'll die if you drink any more than this.”
I didn't drag it with her even though I wanted to. I had truly had enough anyway.
“Why couldn't he be more clearer? Huh?” Audrey's face doubled in front of me but when I blinked, it was back to normal. “Why couldn't he just answer with a yes or no? Do you think he is really my mate?” I glanced at her. “Do you really think that it is possible?”
“I wouldn't know.” Audrey shook her head. “What did he tell you exactly?”
I scoffed, trying to remember yesterday when I asked Gael if we were mates. He had looked straight at me and smirked. “Do you even know what that means?”
So what if I don't? What if I did? Couldn't he have given me a str
