Betty’s P.O.V.
“I don’t know, Betty, what to do?” Kylie face-palmed herself and then threw herself on my bed on her back. I looked at her sympathetically. She was looking at the roof blankly. “Vincent is a good guy. You are lucky that he is your mate, Kylie. You should give yourself and him a chance”, I tried to make her understand again. “I don’t know what I want, Betty. I am just confused”, she said in a sad voice, and I was now irritated with her behaviour. For the past twenty days, she had been staying with us in the palace but avoiding Vincent like a plague. I saw Vincent broken and hurt in the past few days. I was a human and I didn’t know to what extent the mate bond can hurt a wolf but after looking at Vincent, I was thankful to god that I was a human. It was his condition that ma
