Possessive

Faelina POV

As we made our way back to the grounds, I knew that I looked a sight, my dress torn and ripped, wearing my mate's so-called shirt. As he called me his mate, I looked at him sharply, his arm around my waist. I felt tingles run down my spine. I wanted to deny that it was true, but part of me longed for him to be speaking the truth. He was the most handsome man I had ever met and even tou