Mia's POV

"Why?" She retorts, even surprised at the way I reacted to her coming in to touch me. The events of yesterday are still fresh in my mind, how she partnered with her mate to stand against me, I was left alone, dejected and made to feel worse. I can't see myself blending in that air of friendship again.

"I didn't mean anything?" I reply, pulling my glance back to the floor, maintaining a hunch bag. "I just want to be left alone."

"Hmm," she attempts to kneel before me but I quickly hold her up. "I don't want to see that!" I warn, maintaining a serious face. Achilles...