His Words

Dolton POV

Sebastian joins me in the room and sits. I feel like he will tell me to leave and never come back, but that's not happening. I can't walk away; the pain I felt from being separated from her has gone already. As soon as I felt her close, that pain dissipated quickly. It proves I'm meant to be with her.

Silence flows between us as we don't speak, and it's likely because this situation isn't good. In an ideal world, she would have been with me and my brothers. That would have worked. That would have been easy.

When my brothers rejected her, I thought I would be her only mate. Now, what do I do?

"Everything is telling me to push you out, make you leave and tell her you walked." He speaks first, and I go to argue, but he continues. "Which is selfish. You were her first mate; I can't fight with that."

I laugh at his words. "You're afraid if you make her choose, she will pick me," of course he is.

"No." He glares at me. "I will say this: if you use her or hurt her, I won't think t