Teach Me

“There is wrong to have a mate. They say choosing a mate is less painful than having your mate. Alpha, are you trying to make me change my mind about my perspective now?” Ava twitched her lips while her eyes flickered. She didn't know what she would think that James had been trying to make her believe that she was wrong.

Some Alpha preferred to choose their mate because once their mate died, it would be less painful than the feeling of losing the proper mate.

“It's not like I'm trying; I'm correcting you. I also believe that before I meet you.” James swallowed hard when Ava rolled her eyes on him. He licked his lips and tried to hide the amusement he felt because of her. He couldn't believe he would be like a dog, always waving his tail to his master.

When he met Ava again, he slowly realized that there was no problem about having a mate. Ava was his pair. He was mated with her.

“I also believe it's better to be with my mate, but it changed when I met you, too. Alpha James, it's you w