Emerald Black 

My wolf was distressed and since she was distressed it was making me feel depressed. A week had passed and my wolf couldn't stop whining. She wanted to see him again. To feel the sparks that we shared. To hear his deep voice that brought joy to our ears. His hot kisses all over our body and beck. His long sword pressed against my core and to finish what we started in the forest. 

But ever since we walked out on him, the asshole didn't bother calling again, or make any move on our on- hold mate bond . it's like he was happy that he was free,...