-Harley’s POV-
Noah stares at me now with concern in his eyes as I look between him and Delilah.
I don't know what to say. "You...sh...she...what?" This is all that comes out of me.
"We are not." Noah says but he makes no effort to pull away from her as the girl holds his arm.
"Yes, we are." She says.
"No, not really." He says.
I can see on her face that she gets angry. "Does it matter?! We are going to be mated!"
He turns to her and now they square off. "Delilah! Why do you want this so badly?!"
"Noah, you need to accept it already!" She says.
"Don't you want to find your real mate?!" He shouts.
"I am not doing this with you again!" She argues.
"Too bad..."
I turn around and rush out of the hall and back into the party, leaving them arguing and they don't even
