Azriel's Loss

" He loves you, he wants you," he said, the words sounding bitter from his tongue.

" That's not the question,"

" If you doubt him, ask him,"

" I did and you heard what he said,"

" And you don't believe him," he stated. Something was wrong and I knew it. I grabbed his hand gently and he stiffened, I squinted my eyes at his reaction. Does he not like to be touched?

" Sorry," I murmured, retracting my hand.

" Do you love him?" his question took me by surprise but I nodded. I didn't know how or when but I did. I fell for Wyatt.

" Yes, I love him a lot and would hate if he was hiding something from me,"

" What if he was?" he asked. I didn't know what to say to that. I didn't even think about that far ahead.

" I don't know," I admitted softly.

" Just give it time,"

" Give what time, Azriel, you're scaring me," My voice trembled.

" Don't be, you're alright. Your mate loves you," he said, and I smiled halfheartedly at him. He was staring at me.

" Have you eaten?" he a