Arabella’s point of view.

FEW MINUTES LATER.

“… he’s such an idiot, can you believe I’m actually falling for him?” I cried loudly.

“Ok, I think you’ve had enough drink for….”

“No” I pushed her off me and moved away from her.

I staggeringly walked to a corner and sat on the floor, I hugged the bottle of wine to my chest.

“He..he… ne-never listens to me, he doesn’t love me and…and…”

I paused and took another large gulp from the bottle.

“…and never even acknowledge I’m his mate, the b@stard never open up to me…” I burped loudly. “…he kisses me whenever he feels like and push me away...