Just then a faint knock came on the door. From the way it sounded I could tell it was Thane, gentle yet wanting.
“Willow,” he gave up knocking and called my name out. “Fate had decided. We ought to mark you now.”
What nonsense! I thought to myself. I’m rejecting this…I’m rejecting my mates.
I jumped on my feet in anger ready to scream it to their faces then shut the door back again, but as I opened the door I met with Thane’s cold gaze.
He had a pair of scissors and some bandages, “Let me see your leg.”
That was so cute of him. My head was drizzling with thoughts, my heart pouring with emotions.
I didn’t know whether to let them pound my misery out of me, or to drown in it and listen to my other much innocent minded personality.
I looked away in confusion and sighted Zane who turned
