Zirah's POV He cleared his throat before speaking. "I'm sorry for my actions earlier today, I was angry and upset, however, that's no excuse for how I behaved. I'm sorry." he looked so down and contrite, I didn't have it in me to be angry any longer. "It's okay, I understand." I tried to smile at him but I wasn't in the mood to even fake it so it just went flat. "Um, I uh.." he paused, looking at the floor for a moment before staring at me. "When I left, I had some time to think about things. About what you said, and you're right Zirah. I messed up, okay?" He blew out a breath, looking so anxious and partly troubled that I felt for him. It seemed he had something to get off his chest but he didn't know how to. "When you came, I was drunk or..or partly intoxicated and all I wanted to do was to have a good time with you when I saw you. Okay? I-i, I, I never thought that you were my mate, it never crossed my mind. That's why when I woke up in the morning and I realized what I had done
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